Bistro Bijou

[Sara Crewe]

Yes, yes.

I am taller than you.

So you'd (well, at least how I would sit you in my lap) trail.

Like, delightfully.

The world is taller than me.

I can't decide if trailing in your lap makes me sounds like a snake, ivy or a boa.


I'm going with ivy.

I promise I am not poison and when I touch your skin, I won't make you the least bit itchy.

 

[sassynyc]

Oh shit!! They're killing Sassy!!


Someone save her!! The railing thieves are murdering Sassy. Get 'em.

*shakes head*
I thought we were cool. You know I can't run for my life in these shoes.

 

[Sara Crewe]

*shakes head*
I thought we were cool. You know I can't run for my life in these shoes.

*rips off t-shirt to uncover the letters SG written across my chest*


Have no fear , Sassy, Super Geek is here!


*rescues Sassy from the murderous railing thieves*

 

[Homburg]

Pfft. I can't hold stern look for for than a minute before I giggle and 'member I cant tie my shoes.

I believe we've already had the discussion on hot a proper giggle can be.

I need a hand, maybe two.

Would three be greedy?

I've have two hands. I would need to use other talents to provide any more assistance.

 

[Tzara]

I promise I am not poison and when I touch your skin, I won't make you the least bit itchy.

Really? You have to be kidding. You have me feeling frankly way Pruiritic, and I don't think that calamine is going to fix it.

No.

Now, some long and protacted massage thing, maybe. Maybe.

I mean, it's your fault. You have to try.

 

[sassynyc]

*rips off t-shirt to uncover the letters SG written across my chest*


Have no fear , Sassy, Super Geek is here!


*rescues Sassy from the murderous railing thieves*

*ROFFLMAO*

Woman, you are not well. Yet another reason to like you.


You know, those glasses and that school teacher outfit didn't fool me. I knew it was you all along, SG.

 

[Tzara]

*shakes head*
I thought we were cool. You know I can't run for my life in these shoes.

You running in those shoes is just... just...

OK, I need to take a break now. I'll be back shortly.

 

[Sara Crewe]

I believe we've already had the discussion on hot a proper giggle can be.



I've have two hands. I would need to use other talents to provide any more assistance.

Really? I would have thought a misplaced giggle would be seriously irk-making.


Other talents huh? How scary are they on the scary scale of one to ten?


And Yes. I did say scary scale and I am proud of it.

 

[Sara Crewe]

Really? You have to be kidding. You have me feeling frankly way Pruiritic, and I don't think that calamine is going to fix it.

No.

Now, some long and protacted massage thing, maybe. Maybe.

I mean, it's your fault. You have to try.

Ohh lotion.


I can fix everything with lotion.

 

[Tzara]

Ohh lotion.


I can fix everything with lotion.

That. Wasn't. What I. Had. Precisely. In Mind.

 

[Sara Crewe]

*ROFFLMAO*

Woman, you are not well. Yet another reason to like you.


You know, those glasses and that school teacher outfit didn't fool me. I knew it was you all along, SG.

I have never been well.

I would love to say this to due to over indulging but alas I am naturally whacked right outta my tree.

Damn it. I need a wig too. You are sworn to secrecy, Ms Sassy, The true identity of the Super Geek can never be known or hackers all over the world would infiltrate her firewall.



Oh and I like anyone who likes me because I am not well....

 

[sassynyc]

You running in those shoes is just... just...

OK, I need to take a break now. I'll be back shortly.

Ahem....don't forget the lotion. Just sayin'.

 

[Sara Crewe]

That. Wasn't. What I. Had. Precisely. In Mind.

Maybe you need to show me your-mind.


I wouldn't mind looking inside.

And then I could rub everything better after.

 

[Homburg]

Really? I would have thought a misplaced giggle would be seriously irk-making.


Other talents huh? How scary are they on the scary scale of one to ten?


And Yes. I did say scary scale and I am proud of it.

Step One: Pick a talent that you want rated

Step Two: Set your endmarks on your scale. My scary scale is 100% guaranteed to be different from yours.

 

[champagne1982]

this thread moves faster than any "Thrash the Newb" thread on the GB... just sayin'.

 

[Sara Crewe]

Step One: Pick a talent that you want rated

Step Two: Set your endmarks on your scale. My scary scale is 100% guaranteed to be different from yours.

Now that's not fair. You have no idea what scary things I have in my head.

I knew I was going to get called on the end marks of that scale.

Okay starting scary scale so a 1 would be tied up some place I don't know and I cant see anything and I hear a voice I don't recognize.

And if I knew what a ten was, well, now, that wouldnt make it scary at all. It's scary 'cause I dont know what it is.

 

[Tzara]

Ahem....don't forget the lotion. Just sayin'.

Oh, please don't say that or I will be squirting lotion like way all over you.

Sort of.

I know. Messy. Sorry.

 

[Homburg]

Now that's not fair. You have no idea what scary things I have in my head.

I knew I was going to get called on the end marks of that scale.

Okay starting scary scale so a 1 would be tied up some place I don't know and I cant see anything and I hear a voice I don't recognize.

And if I knew what a ten was, well, now, that wouldnt make it scary at all. It's scary 'cause I dont know what it is.

Well, on that scale? Not scary at all.

(You'll have to imagine the satisfied and smug purr in my voice)

 

[sassynyc]

I have never been well.

I would love to say this to due to over indulging but alas I am naturally whacked right outta my tree.

Damn it. I need a wig too. You are sworn to secrecy, Ms Sassy, The true identity of the Super Geek can never be known or hackers all over the world would infiltrate her firewall.



Oh and I like anyone who likes me because I am not well....

I swear not to tell a soul. But since you're on duty, could you go after that guy?
I'm like, totally glad to be alive and all, but he's running off with my shoes. And he's getting lotion all over them. Oh my G....what is he doing with those straps? Get him!!!

*squinting*

Oh....icksnay on the hot pursuit. That's just Tzara.



Tz, you are so buying me another pair of shoes

 

[Sara Crewe]

Well, on that scale? Not scary at all.

(You'll have to imagine the satisfied and smug purr in my voice)

Oh really? You are only looking at that from one side of the rope.


That wouldn't be scary for me either if I was doing the tying.

 

[Tzara]

Maybe you need to show me your-mind.


I wouldn't mind looking inside.

And then I could rub everything better after.

My-mind is like one of those weird particle physics things where if you throw too many mind-bending protons at it, it might change into something radioactive.

But, hell. That rub everything better thing would probably even fix your basic nuclear meltdown.

Or cause one.

 

[Sara Crewe]

My-mind is like one of those weird particle physics things where if you throw too many mind-bending protons at it, it might change into something radioactive.

But, hell. That rub everything better thing would probably even fix your basic nuclear meltdown.

Or cause one.

I don't think it would move to radioactive--probably just to hot. And I have faith in its ability to focus on the important even when running hot.

 

[Tzara]

Tz, you are so buying me another pair of shoes

So long (heh heh heh) as I get to place them, delicately, on your (God!) bare feet.


Now where the hell did this foot thing come from?! I mean, I liked her heels, granted, but now--like "four inch" is not words that mean embarrassment anymore, but heels.

OK. I am so sleeping itchy tonight.

 

[Sara Crewe]

I swear not to tell a soul. But since you're on duty, could you go after that guy?
I'm like, totally glad to be alive and all, but he's running off with my shoes. And he's getting lotion all over them. Oh my G....what is he doing with those straps? Get him!!!

*squinting*

Oh....icksnay on the hot pursuit. That's just Tzara.



Tz, you are so buying me another pair of shoes

I tried to get them from him , Sassy--but damn! I think he bit me when I reached for them.

 

[sassynyc]

So long (heh heh heh) as I get to place them, delicately, on your (God!) bare feet.


Now where the hell did this foot thing come from?! I mean, I liked her heels, granted, but now--like "four inch" is not words that mean embarrassment anymore, but heels.

OK. I am so sleeping itchy tonight.

Shuffle your credit cards. We're going shopping mister.