all the scuttling roused me, at least long enough to tug the dude's beard. i hope you know, dearest dude, that such pretenses are wholly unnecessary in these liberal precincts. but happy for any feminine presence, i suppose. drool cups decanted lovingly into the beer barrel, joints oiled, auto-pilot calibrated, blissium dispensed. back to my slumbers.
― hurley, Sunday, 18 July 2010 11:54 (thirteen years ago) link
Good. You were disturbing the dust bunnies.
― Aimless, Sunday, 18 July 2010 18:15 (thirteen years ago) link
... I can tell by their expressions.
― Aimless, Monday, 19 July 2010 23:39 (thirteen years ago) link
They'll settled down a bit, now. But they still seem skittish.
― Aimless, Sunday, 25 July 2010 15:18 (thirteen years ago) link
I'm suspecting it's high time I pottered back, or I've pottered back and am highly suspect. At this distance it's nearly impossible to tell.
― matt, Thursday, 21 October 2010 22:13 (thirteen years ago) link
pottered back. Is that like jugged hare?
― A Reclaimer Hewn With (Michael White), Thursday, 21 October 2010 22:21 (thirteen years ago) link
slightly more mustard
― matt, Thursday, 21 October 2010 22:38 (thirteen years ago) link
That's what they said in the studio, too.
― A Reclaimer Hewn With (Michael White), Thursday, 21 October 2010 22:40 (thirteen years ago) link