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Once went to a french restaurant, he didn't speak french too well...so he ordered a medium fried sepulchre dipped in cheese...

Dines on hippopotamus....

n'aime pas des jambes.

Thinks he's a tree!
No, seriously,think about it:
he's put down roots
has a swollen trunk
is always branching out
has turned over a new leaf
can be a bit thorny
flowers in the springtime
doesn't mind being given a lot of sh!t.

However, when he barks it gives him pause...

Is connected to the internet by wi-fi, only he is using a arm computer since he lives on the moon, and is 20 years ahead of first colony.

has gathered an army of 1000006 peecachews with many sharp, pointy teeth to take the United states by force.

Has just confessed to me in a pm that she is an extra-terestrial Pan-Galactic Beauty Pageant Talent Scout,
looking for new species to participate and that she has singled me out as the ideal of beauty in the Galactic community
with a lot of potential.
As the model of perfection is considered to be fat, ugly and stupid,
she says I have to do very little preparation in order to win.

Hi Kate, sorry to let your secret out!

The internet is such a private place for secret telling. *sarcastic* Those of us from the planet Darkover just have more of an eye for beauty than those of you from Farsight, a colony of 9-eyed Martians. We can see right through that fat ugly stupid holoimage to the inner fluffiness. At least you're not bald. Yet. Hi.
Oh, and what the frack did you do with my starship? I've been looking for months, but can't seem to find where I parked it. Of course you haven't seen it nine times?

KateShroud has just got back from a Pan-Galactic Gargle-Blaster Tour of the spiral arm right next to this one,
so forgive her if her memory is a little muddled.
It's not a little, its a lot! Also muggled, muddied and mugged, also a lot.
That's what happens when you beat Zaphod Beeblebrox at pin the horn on the unicorn
and the winner gets to put their girlfriends phone number into the infinite improbability drive

Kate, I'm sorry, but you lost your your wagon to Han Solo in a cards game that Zaphod rigged because you beat him
again playing tickle Darth Vader until he giggles and he's a sore loser.

Guess you'll have to wiggle that finger and phone home.

Awwwh man, now How am I gonna explain that? My honeymoon is ruined! I've told counselor Troy over and over that I really don't have a gambling problem, but she's not convinced. Anyway, it's all Syzygyish's fault. He accidentally entered my number into that improbability drive of his. He had Romulin ale, and I just had to have a drink. He had brought me along for the ride, and on the way to the gaming planet Proton, I had been mugged by some green guys on a time bus. They were 254 years ahead of us by the time the methane-breathing space cops caught up with them, or will catch up. And so I had a few drinks, and later I had a few more, and then he starts talking about what an amazing ship I've got, with the coaxian warp drive and all. I don't recall too much after that, but I'm telling you guys it was his fault. He improbably set this up for some unlikely, unknowable, and previously unheard of reason.

Oh noes! some of my multiple personalities feel so quilty!
If you can rendesvous with a French accent I can have the green guys implicated in a romantic dialogue with the
methane-breathing space cops and get us all denied a green card for 254 years
so you can get rescued by the Ewoks and I'll get suspended in carbonite until I get rescued by a Wookie!
YAY
everybody wins!


except the Wookie

Had a vogan read poetry to him.

enjoyed an evening of poetry in a bath, filled with some rather fetching green putty.

Likes singing an ode to the said Green Putty

says "volts times amps" when someone says "what"

(Watt and What sound the same)

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If ANYONE on WP needs someone to talk to, just send me a PM. I have tons of free time, and like helping people.

Heard a Swami go "Om" and thought Ahh... Volts divided by Amps.


(Ohm, Om get it? )