SFLSD: Oh! The inhumanities.

[Court.]

Kinda down.  Taking questions. 

What's wrong? How can we cheer you up?

It's probably chemical, in which case you all really can't.  But posting is therapeutic.

[Court.]

Kinda down.  Taking questions. 

What's wrong? How can we cheer you up?

It's probably chemical, in which case you all really can't.  But posting is therapeutic.

 

Would you like some hot tea?

I might make myself some later.

a hottie making you hot tea? nice.

Are you flirting with Stan? 

Stan?

[Court.]

We would also like some tea when you get to it.

No.

We will only accept this answer if it makes you feel better.  Your feelings are important to us.

Who the hell is this anyway?  Is this Stan?

[Elephant Lee]

No one thought it was funny that Ramses got godofabrahampwned? More 

I did. Positivereinforcementpwned.

[Court.]

so... should I take a nap or make some coffee?

Take nap.

Yes, this is really Court.

You're in the sig because you hate men.

[Court.]

so... should I take a nap or make some coffee?

Take nap.

Yes, this is really Court.

You're in the sig because you hate men.

Okay.

You must have at least been conferring with Stan.

Well I stand by the tea offer, 'though I don't really know you.

Will you be offering Lily tea as well?

[Le Docteur De Peste]

NO ONE TAKE ANY NAPS!  DO NOT LEAVE!

::totally napping::

[Lily]

so... should I take a nap or make some coffee?

Take nap.

Yes, this is really Court.

You're in the sig because you hate men.

Okay.

You must have at least been conferring with Stan.

Well I stand by the tea offer, 'though I don't really know you.

Will you be offering Lily tea as well?

I would love some tea!

[Elephant Lee]

And uh, that sounds like an excellent weekend of food.  JSIA.

Blech! No waiz! I like red meat okay and all (although I've been trying not to have it much), but my grandma thinks it necessary to serve steak AND ribs and biscuits AND potato souffle AND carrots drowning in butter, and then throw a hissy fit if you don't have four helpings of everything. Actually, she'll throw a hissy fit even if you do. She has pretty complicated feelings about food. I get pretty tense when I have no say over my food consumption. She means well, I know.....

I was a skinny little kid till I spent a couple weeks at my grandma's house one summer. Then I was overweight for ~13 years. True story.

There's no yelling or guilting involved, she'll just offer a new course or second helpings as many times as it takes to get you to say yes. Sometimes you hold out with three or so consecutive no-thank-yous and she still brings it out.

[Le Docteur De Peste]

I REALLY want some biscuits right now.

Almost badly enough to go to the Boston Market up the street, even though BM is teh suck.

I don't think you need to go all the way up the street for some BM.