One hundred-fifty-third Nail

[suitcaseofnails]

Oh you two~ You're so cute. Almost as cute as the Stampede and his cute little priest and the brute. Ah~ Spring is in the air~

Of course, it would be better if there weren't so many of these odd little ducklings flopping around. Honestly. A girl just can't have a relaxing soak without something showing up to disturb her. I suppose one will be turning into a swan or they'll turn into children or just something odd enough to ruin my day.

Karma, mmhmm.

So it must be a curse day. I suppose once the panic dies down we'll be seeing the oh so dull moments of silliness over how sorry each and every one of you like to do. Sigh. I think I'll have my nails done while you darlings do what you feel the urge to do.

Comments

[twelveshots.livejournal.com]

Everyone keeps taking about these curses.

VOICE POST

[bright-shield.livejournal.com]

I'm rather hoping this curse is mild enough to forgo any need for apologies.

[offthepigs.livejournal.com]

Fuck that, I'm in the mushroom business, today.