July 9th, 2004
|10:01 am - To whom it may concern:|
You must meet Zaphod Beeblebrox at you-know-where and get the iguana. Fnord.
Current Mood: shocked
Current Music: "Autour du Rocher", -JB
|Date:||July 9th, 2004 07:31 am (UTC)|| |
Funny, no one really does see the real ones.
I disagree. I once saw one in the wild. It was quite hairry and very ugly. Fortunately, I was able to stop seeing it before it ate me.
|Date:||July 9th, 2004 08:46 am (UTC)|| |
From what I understand. Not every fnord is easily seen. Often, they hide between words, around words and near words. Really, I have to wonder how many get by us. Don't you?
BTW, you might be interested in this
|Date:||July 9th, 2004 08:47 am (UTC)|| |
Right, remind me to stay the hell out of Claifornia that week... you don't want Eris to get too interested in a rather unstable geological area.
Oh God. So this is it. We're all going to die.
What happens if we don't meet Zaphod Beeblebrox at you-know-where? or what if we don't accept the iguana? I mean...I thought it was going to be a platypus....I don't have the equipment to deal with an iguana....
Then this will occur:
(and thanks to myrch
for the pic. . .)
|Date:||July 9th, 2004 07:49 am (UTC)|| |
oh :( !!
i hope the picture taker helped get the ducklings out of the sewer!!
I needed that...nah I deserved that...thanks....
|Date:||July 9th, 2004 08:49 am (UTC)|| |
And so the circle of life continues. The duckings die to feed the sewer alligators, who in turn die to feed the rats, who in turn die to give the sewer workers a job, so they can buy digital cameras and take pictures of bad leadership, like the duck and the President.
I love LJ. It's amazing how we're all willing to admit that "the damn thing" (whatever "the damn thing" is) was started/found/posted first by someone else. The egos and such don't seem to get out of hand.
Or maybe I just hang with cool people.
So thanks to crasch
! (Who points to tdj
, who points to miggy
, where the trail runs cold because miggy
is friends only!)
That's because everyone cool has a friends-only journal.
I'm so lame.
Counter-point to that:
Whose reputation isn't damaged by personality quizzes?
Everyone is lost in the path of Eris, my girl.
There is no escape :)
There is, after all, no Goddess but Goddes, and Her name is Eris. ;)
Nuuuuuuuuuuuuu! I refuse *runs away screaming*
Dogs fucked the pope. No fault of mine. Women and children to the armoured car! On orders from captain Zeep! *Salutes*