Subject: Thanks.
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Posted on: 2010-06-18 16:52:00 UTC
Seagulls in HQ? GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! *ahem* Sorry. *exits Rodney McKay mode* Sure, these seagulls were a pain in the... elbow. (feck, What' is watching. Hate this.)
Happy birthday!
The usual party is being held at the Cafeteria and the Infernal Trio is putting the place upside down.
ENGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE!!! (
I've got three bottles of seagull repellent for you and your brothers (I know you technically aren't ships anymore, but seagulls can be incredibly dumb sometimes)!
Seagulls in HQ? GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! *ahem* Sorry. *exits Rodney McKay mode* Sure, these seagulls were a pain in the... elbow. (feck, What' is watching. Hate this.)
'cause they're among the most adorable things in the universe, AND they can eat your face.
You know, the Disc's best falconer and hawk-trainer?
Exactly what I'm talking about!
But I'd rather think that this hawk has a bit more manners than that. Poor breeding, you know... Can't trust those wild mountain hawks. xP
Ian and Lee come in, bearing many baked goods and presents. Lee probably way over-baked for the party, making at least four dozen cookies of various kinds, but she could care less. Once they put their burdens down on assorted tables- the cookies on one and the presents (a bulk-size case of Bleeprin from Ian and a large spiky-looking thing from Lee), they join the party, generally having fun and other assorted party stuff.
... thanked Ian and Lee for the presents and started singing loudly IN THE NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAME OF LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE or other random things while dancing on the tables.