Where The Fuck Did My Lighter Go?

My school's lit magazine is The Lighter.

I have work in it.

Sadly, I must confess! I have The Lighter. ;)
 
Misty_Morning said:
All right I know one of you's got it. :cool:



Hand it over.

You too? People move my shit all the time, too. I know they do because it isn't where I think I left it. Really.
 
But how will I light the candles?

There goes the sexy atmosphere... not to mention the fun with wax play later...
 
*Flick* Flame on! *flick* Flame off! *Flick* Flame on!....

Oh, um, lighter? :rolleyes: No, sorry, haven't seen it.
 
It's usually me with lighters... :eek: Somehow they always end up in my pockets. I currently have about 8, and I know damn well that I didn't buy any of them. I don't steal them deliberately - it just kind of happens.

As well as 'crazy bitch' I'm also known as 'The Lighter Thief'...
 
When I used to lose lighters, it was because I left them in bars. :cool: Have you checked that kind of place?
 
I saw a cockroach carry it off.

Which now, of course, changes the balance of power the cockroaches have.

We're doomed.
 
Misty_Morning said:
All right I know one of you's got it. :cool:



Hand it over.
It's for your own good. You know we can't trust you with that kind of equipment.
 
The reason you THINK you have lost your lighter is that the cigarettes are destroying your brain. Your inability to find your lighter is a desperate attempt by your unconsciousness to save yourself.
 
It got sucked into the black hole of lost lighters.... :cool:

The theory is that as a lighter gets low on fuel it gets lighter and therefore easier to float away to the lighter graveyard.... :rolleyes:
 
TxRad said:
the lighter graveyard...
Right next to the graveyard of lost socks...down the road from the graveyard of lost dreams and missed opportunities
 
Ted-E-Bare said:
Right next to the graveyard of lost socks...down the road from the graveyard of lost dreams and missed opportunities
The graveyard for lost socks is under the dryer. I know, I was told by the sock expert herself..... :D
 
Ted-E-Bare said:
Right next to the graveyard of lost socks...down the road from the graveyard of lost dreams and missed opportunities

What about scissors? Is there a graveyard for lost scissors? I swear I've bought ten or twelve pairs of the damn things. :rolleyes:
 
scriptordelecto said:
What about scissors? Is there a graveyard for lost scissors? I swear I've bought ten or twelve pairs of the damn things. :rolleyes:
No. Scissors are wrapped up by paper and/or cloth and dragged outside to be buried alive.... It's a survival of the fittest thing.... :rolleyes:
 
TxRad said:
No. Scissors are wrapped up by paper and/or cloth and dragged outside to be buried alive.... It's a survival of the fittest thing.... :rolleyes:

*nods* Of course! Funny how something as seemingly innocuous as fabric can have such a dark and primitive side. I guess it really is the quiet ones. ;)
 
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