suitcaseofnails: (just a bit upset)
Some weeks deserve to end in a drunken stupor while watching some silly movie about robotic gunslingers. I would so love to find the maker of said film and slam their face repeatedly against the chest of a real robot just so they can feel what it's like.

After I drag someone back to where he belongs. Pft.
suitcaseofnails: (just kidding)
You know, after everything I think I like not knowing any strange spells or using a tiny bit of wood to defend myself with. Although really, darlings, run from a bunch of pussies in masks? Why that would be like running from peons in a very bad movie. Oh, I don't know, like those extras in one of those B-grade things. Because seriously? If you want to be scary, then use your real face, mmkay?

Terrorists. Sigh. They certainly don't make them like they used to.

So. Looks like there are a few rather interesting bits of gossip over the Network. How droll~

Oh! Before I forget - Lady? Did Abel bring you something to eat? Or do I have to be very polite and scold him?


[ooc; Sorry Death-eaters/HP verse peeps, former assassin/terrorist AND not frightened of anyone except Knives, so she really wasn't impressed by the attack. -.-;; ]
suitcaseofnails: (thinking)
The most annoying sound in the world is a nail breaking. The second most annoying sound is hearing the squeal of a pig. Or maybe it's a man pretending to be a pig~
suitcaseofnails: (armed)
How disgusting. Really, darlings, rotting bodies? That is just so unstylish.

Pft. How annoying.
suitcaseofnails: (just telling how it is)
Honestly. Just how hard is it to get a decent radio program on all the time? I'd rather listen to mating baboons then the rot that's on now.

Pft.

I even dislike the 'latest and greatest hot and steamy novel' I bought today. God. How boring. How simple.

So. Going out. Maybe I'll get my dance card filled tonight~