Subject: Happy birthday, sweetie!
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Posted on: 2008-09-13 09:44:00 UTC
*many hugs and kisses*
I hereby present you with your very own super-size bag of pebbles, along with a sling, and a large punnet of Bleeprin-berries.
*whispers something in your ear involving the words "maybe", "meet up" and "later"* *winkwink* XD
Have a good day!
I just haven't had anything to say...
...and it's my birthday.
Agent Eledhwen: *gives you a golden spork with Elvish engravings and the like on the handle* Use it wisely!
Agent Christianne: *gives you a box of Bleepolate chip cookies* I hope they're not too burnt. Locy accidentally sniffed up a lot of pepper while helping me make them.
Locy, Mara Labingi, and Ithillien: *give you a charred Sue head on a silver platter* Grrrowl. (Translation: Bon appetit!)
Don't mind if I do +u+ *om nom nom*
Locy, Lucy Pevenzi (who is now giving you a packet of Sue-sages and Sue-she. Hope you like), Mara, and Ithill are very, very pleased that you like their present. In fact, they're so pleased that they're tackleglomping you right now.
(Locy and Lucy are mini-Dragons...and Mara and Ithill are mini-Balrogs. Hoo boy)
D'aaawwww, they're adorable! *tosses out bacon generously*
Who're a good bunch of minis? Who likes eating bacon? ^u^
*Presents a belated birthday present: an industrial-size fire extinguisher*
This might actually be the most helpful thing I've ever gotten here.
I always keep a fire extinguisher on hand. For application to my brain when reading badfic, if nothing else.
Here. PPCers use Bleeproducts instead. They're much more effective.
*passes over a box of Bleeprin, Bleepolate, Bleepka and other popular Bleeproducts*
Unless... you're not of avian persuasion, are you? If you are, you'll need Suebuprofen instead. For some reason, avian metabolisms can't deal with Bleeprin and its derivatives.
It's good for you.
Have a combat spork, and a guide to Mary Sues.
Oh yeah, and Drake tosses in his do it yourself mary sue barbuce kit. please don't ask. Naomi is making him give his away. don;t ask about that either.
BBQ, huh? >:3
trust me, you don;t want to know. Lanburm can back me up on this.
Come on, tell me how it's made. :D
basically just a split and turner. you impale your dead sue, and roast over a fire. Let's jsut say on one of the missions, we kill a very annoying sweet pet thing, and DRake decides to have a BBQ. OF cortus,e we migth drown teh kitten thing in BBQ SAuce, instead of water. or woudl marinade better better to drown it in?
Here.
Rabies.
Happy Birthday.
(http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/ is to what I am referring. I recommend "Inspiration v Perspiration".)
So whatever went wrong, it wasn't radioactive mutation.
Today let us put aside our many many differences and grudges to celebrate! I mean, sure, you're a damn wuss who won't even be blown up by a Death Star for my satisfaction but... *growls*
... Here, have a present. *shoves box tied with a big red bow into Plat's hands* Ignore the ticking sound.
~Oozaru Angel, who does sincerely wish Platinumyo a happy birthday.
I needed a new alarm clock!
*guides you over to the party*
*cough* Please ignore the squeaky voice.
Happy B'Day! I give you several Nice Shiny Daggers, courtesy of Galadriel, a chocolate muffin, a kitten and a dartboard. Yes, those are Suepics on the face. Have at it!
*hugs*
*hugs back*
Thank you for everything! Welcome to the warp zone-er, I mean, party!
*many hugs and kisses*
I hereby present you with your very own super-size bag of pebbles, along with a sling, and a large punnet of Bleeprin-berries.
*whispers something in your ear involving the words "maybe", "meet up" and "later"* *winkwink* XD
Have a good day!
Have a Redeemer and a flak cannon. Long ranged thermonuclear destruction teamed with close range gut-shredding shrapnel rounds. What better?
Oh, and here's some bleepolate iced birthday cake as well.
Thank you!
...caaaaaaake +u+
Just try not to fire them near me. I'm kind of allergic to being vaporised/shredded.