Get phunkeh thread!! woo baby!!

[Bassios]

... Now I want a penguin.

 

[Chexley]

I'll paint you mornings of gold,
I'll spin you Valentine evenings...

A chocolate penguin? biggrin

Though we're strangers till now,
We're choosing a path between the stars.

 

[aretoo]

...Wow. What a fun place to drop in. I don't even really have to go back, it's perfect the way it is! whee

^_^  

[Bassios]

*glomps Aretoo*  

[aretoo]

So.... other than wanting to program things to shove up peoples rears while oscillating, how are you today? xd  

[YunieCookie]

ninja  

[Bassios]

Cold and tired. You?

biggrin


*glomps Yunie*  

[Chexley]

I'll paint you mornings of gold,
I'll spin you Valentine evenings...

*Pop.*

Though we're strangers till now,
We're choosing a path between the stars.

 

[aretoo]

Hiya!

@Bassy: Well; I worked my a** off doing 2 jobs late last week and early this week, and have had 3 days to recuperate! Which I spent doing... well, not a heck of a lot, aside from recuperating. (Also had some dental work done besides, and am recovering from that, too). Got the new Wizard of Oz Blu-Ray disk (it's amazing, even on my crummy non-hi-def TV it looks a lot better), and am expecting Snow White on Blu-Ray Tuesday or so of next week. And more dental work on the 26th. *sigh* Not fun, but very necessary.

So, to reiterate: Well. ^_^


EDIT: ^_^  

[Chexley]

I'll paint you mornings of gold,
I'll spin you Valentine evenings...

Oh gross... I'm watching the news and they said that some of Elvis' hair is up for auction. He had donated some of his hair to a friend. The auction officianados (sp?) say it could sell $12k-$20k. FOR HAIR.

Though we're strangers till now,
We're choosing a path between the stars.

 

[aretoo]

Oh, goodie, a chance for a hunk'a, hunk'a burnin' cloning. lol  

[YunieCookie]

*huggles Bassy, aretoo and Chexy*
hi guys biggrin


EDIT:
Frick, I can't type today ><  

[Chexley]

I'll paint you mornings of gold,
I'll spin you Valentine evenings...

*Talks through a huge mouthful of tender pork and fresh tortillas from the this new Mexican store.* There was this mouse that scurried across the concrete foundation of the garage door connecting the hallway to the garage while I was out there talking to my dad.

*Drools as she continues to stuff her face.*

Though we're strangers till now,
We're choosing a path between the stars.

 

[Novatierrie]

fffffffffffff I am freezing.

*curls up under all the blankets she has*  

[124-C]

Is it snowing there too, Nova? biggrin