Nora!!!!!!!!

[Eumenides]

WHERE IS YOU??????????????

Sigh

 

[Private Vasquez]

She's trying to sleep. Sheesh!

 

[Siren]

 

[Eumenides]

And how exactly do you know that??!!

I wanna be on the inside too, you know!

I'm all about whining right now...deal with it!

 

[Private Vasquez]

You're not Nora, cheater.

 

[Eumenides]

I am here.

Thank goodness for that...though I should be mad at you for making me almost pee my pants.

 

[Eumenides]

So did Rupi ever find a solution to her oh-so-real problem?

 

[Nora]

*grumbles groggily*

whaaaaaa? Can't you see I'm tryin' to die here?

(I wasn't sleeping, just curled up miserably on the sofa with a cat, a coke and a trashy novel waiting for half a bottle of advil to actually take effect and put me out of my misery)

 

[Private Vasquez]

I could 'hobble' ya if that would help.

 

[Nora]

How about a nice shot of demerol instead?

 

[Siren]

 

[Private Vasquez]

You like Dom Perignot, don't ya?

 

[Nora]

I admit it. I'm not a champagne drinker. Unless it's mixed with cranberry juice.


and just what were y'all doin' to poor li'l Eumenides while I was upstairs suffering?

 

[Saint Peter]

why did I do that?

and remember that is what adult pampers are for.

Depends.

 

[Private Vasquez]

We made her smell armpits.

 

[Siren]

 

[Nora]

And yet another reason why the people of France must be obliterated.

We can keep their art, architecture and agriculture, though.


Damn, I missed the armpit sniffing!?!?! Well fuck. I always miss the good stuff. *grumbles*

 

[Siren]

 

[Saint Peter]

Dont forget the Frech kisses. We should keep those also. We can swap those for EuroDisney.

 

[Siren]

 

[Nora]

Yes, this is true. The food products must stay.


The kisses...eh. *shrug* Who can remember if they're really all they're cracked up to be or not?

 

[DustyWolfe]

*grumbles groggily*

whaaaaaa? Can't you see I'm tryin' to die here?

(I wasn't sleeping, just curled up miserably on the sofa with a cat, a coke and a trashy novel waiting for half a bottle of advil to actually take effect and put me out of my misery)

Can I die with you?

 

[Nora]

Can I die with you?

Yup, but you gotta bring your own "do-it-yourself home suicide kit" I could only afford one. Drat that QVC!

(and you can't die until AFTER next weekend, dammit!)

 

[Saint Peter]

Yup, but you gotta bring your own "do-it-yourself home suicide kit" I could only afford one. Drat that QVC!

(and you can't die until AFTER next weekend, dammit!)

Cowboys must be playing the Broncos. My condolances.

 

[DustyWolfe]

Yup, but you gotta bring your own "do-it-yourself home suicide kit" I could only afford one. Drat that QVC!

(and you can't die until AFTER next weekend, dammit!)

Ummmm.. notice my sig line is missing stuff? And my title change?