Elle ([info]em2mb) wrote,
@ 2007-09-09 23:02:00
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I haven't slept in 36 hours...
Me: When I'm an old spinster and you find someone, will you still come play with me?
[info]lazaefair: Of course. I will bring over my wee children for you to dandle on your knee. Or something.
Me: I can tell I'm getting tired because I feel one of my "I'm going to die alone" laments coming on.
[info]lazaefair: Awww. You won't die alone. You're too much of a wonderful person.
Me: No, I think I'll spend my days quietly, knitting. With all my cats. So my days will last for about six hours, until my throat swells shut and I can't breath.
[info]lazaefair: What happened to being a raging butch journalist, crusading for the rights of the downtrodden everywhere? You'll win Pulitzers and die gloriously while covering WWIII.

...which is probably why I find this so funny.



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[info]jayiin
2007-09-10 06:10 am UTC (link)
We can die alone together, and I can write your biography once you're a famous raging butch journalist crusading for the rights of the downtrodden.

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