Newpage 1987, two more Crababbies born: step-daughter and Little Bear's mommy
Happy Birthyip newpage, ED!
baltasar, your story looks treeish!
BlueCrab wrote:How did Cuegan expect to find out what the Sea1 was doing when they couldn't steer?
Au contraire. How would they find out what the sea was doing if they were going to steer in another direction?
Ah, good point.
NoMouse wrote:The Challenger disaster and the Chernobyl disaster.
I lived on the east coast of Scotland that year. I found out about the Challenger disaster when I molpied up from a nap with my 3-month old son and my eldest. I turned on the TV for the little one - Blue Emu? something like that - and the launch was on so I stopped to watch. But then there was too much fire, and trails going off in wrong directions, and spiraling, and the official commentary was trying to keep that calm, professional voice...
During the Chernobyl meltdown we'd look up at the sky and wonder if the radiation heading for the Highlands was going to affect us directly, if the winds carrying it would shift downwards or run into enough moisture to rain on us.
AluisioASG wrote: BlueCrab wrote:
AluisioASG wrote:It's someone else's birthyip too…
For the record, I wasn't speaking of me.
I know, you were talking about GLR. I'd forgotten that he's in my children's age-range
[…] and there's good eating on the blue ones.*
*foxes are people too
I'm not sure what to make of this.
I was responding to azule's question: do we mind that he thinks of himself as a person, rather than a fox. Awkward placement, but I do tend toward Non-Sequiturism at Times
Happy Birthyip newpage, freezeblade!
HES wrote:Ch*rping Wolpies and their stupid limb-eating tendencies
Ch*rping Humans and their stupid not-controlling-their-wolpy tendencies
Did an uncontrolled wolpy eat one of your limbs, HES?!
Farewell to flutterbee UNG:
Was there really no ‘SNAP’? The frame is so visceral that I thought there was...
that's wowterful, BlitzGirl! And treeish and steakish and awesomeful!
Eternal Density wrote:Disregard that, I mustard molpies
I... don't know what to think of that... Since there aren't any asterisks in ‘mustard’ I'll assume the heretical condiment
Don't the molpies object to that, ED?
(Mmmm, Dijon on turkey...)
...Other people tend to say I'm smart though, which tends to have the effect of making me lazy.
Yeah. Counterintuitive, that
Actually I'm not really a good person. (Not that anyone really is a truly good person (Apart from that one guy. (But he died. (He got better.))) Am I out of the parentheses? I lost count. Oh, I'm not.)
Ack, that reminds me: Aluisio, you had an extra close-paren somewhere in the last two np. Here, I'll retroactively open it for you: (
Back to the quote - even that one guy didn't always consider himself a good person. Or is that just from the adaptations? I've never read the actual book.
We're all assholes sometimes, ED. We all do jerkish stuff, or think nasty uncalled-for things. You may be correct in saying you're not a good person, but the odds are against it.
Meh. I'd love to write one of my mini-dissertations on how we regard each other, but I have a doctor's appointment (check-up, nothing wrong.) Drat, I suppose you'll all just have to continue without the benefit of my highly refined insight.
ETA: phew, made it onto the right page!