That's "smitten," and please, remember that all powers are supposed to be checked at the door except on weekends. And Aegis, that goes for subordinated protein-based lifeforms intended to act as thermal protection--you'll see it covered on the fifteenth page of your employee contract, paragraph 3,422. No, 25. So get that hair out of here, or suffer the wrath of my Aloepetia Ray!
Originally posted by Aegis Yeah... If ya could still lift em!
I'll hire somebody, dagnabit!
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
Noooooo, *he* had to delegate it to a beaver, all the while leaving demented, world-conquering hairs around.
Do you have ANY idea how ridiculous that sounds?!?
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
Originally posted by Aegis 'Least I have hair to leave around...
I won't say where yours came from, @Aegis, if you don't.
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
BTW, if you will note Aegis' picture, it does show a significant receding hairline already.
Actually, it was just the way I gelled my hair that day. I'm actually lucky enough to have a full family full of genes that will pretty much garentee a full head of hair.
Originally posted by Aegis Apparently your age and Treachery is more powerful then my youth and idealism... Damn...
I prefer to look at it as a triumph of age and teachery over youth and treachery.
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
Age and treachery will always triumph when you are in the possession of Magical Snapping Dentures
Ah, we must read the same catalogs!
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
BTW, Fable. I would like to apply for the position of Supreme Leader of Marketing for the Emporium. Please see below the first in a series of advertisements attached to my sig.
“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.” - Edgar Allen Poe
BTW, Fable. I would like to apply for the position of Supreme Leader of Marketing for the Emporium. Please see below the first in a series of advertisements attached to my sig.
@VD, I have absolutely no problems with this--except that there's a store policy of not favoring SPAM or COMM. This also means leaving out the names of particularly famous figures in SPAM and COMM history, such as Lord Ignatius Weasel and Il Conte de Waverly. If you can agree to this *within the place,* whatever your convictions outside, I'd be happy to make you Supreme Leader of Marketing. You even get your own jewel-encrusted, 24K gold pointer with pearl filigree.
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
@VD, I have absolutely no problems with this--except that there's a store policy of not favoring SPAM or COMM. This also means leaving out the names of particularly famous figures in SPAM and COMM history, such as Lord Ignatius Weasel and Il Conte de Waverly. If you can agree to this *within the place,* whatever your convictions outside, I'd be happy to make you Supreme Leader of Marketing. You even get your own jewel-encrusted, 24K gold pointer with pearl filigree.
sigh... It seems I have not yet reached historical status...
@Aegis, I wasn't going to mention you. I didn't want to warp the hero worship that at least one vibrant hair has for your corrupt cranium.
To the Righteous belong the fruits of violent victory. The rest of us will have to settle for warm friends, warm lovers, and a wink from a quietly supportive universe.
