NekoAli

mm, hugs and cookies, my favorites. om nom nom

DJ Phoenix, silly bird.

*grabs Fedor and dunks him in the hot tub*

Better watch it there, hot stuff.

I advise more smoke and less flame for your next entrance. Leave the fire stuff to Phoenix.

I hate that, dozing when driving. I had that problem before when I was working and going to school full time. Scariest moment behind the wheel, waking up from a doze on a turn in the road. Funniest thing was, I'd taken that route home so many times, I was successfully navigating the turn in my sleep...

Right! I'm on this assignment....

To Wikipedia!

*opens a laptop and cuts/pastes*

*slips and slides up the walkway, landing on her butt and sliding into the door with a BANG. After opening it up and staggering inside, she waves*

Good morning everyone... Hiya hiya.. What's that you're reading Rook? Hey! Are you calling us dorkings?

*leaps and grabs Fedor in mid bounce, pouncing him behind the couch. Furious squeeking sounds are heard for a few minutes before he is pushed out again, his usual burlap body replaced with a latex one*

Have fun.

Maybe I should actually get some then. Right now I'm wishing I really did have a fur coat. Or at least a decent heating system in my house. Any room that's not my living room (where the heater is) is ice cold. Which makes using the bathroom... unpleasant. *shiver*

I've got a small space heater, but it still takes a while to warm up another room.

I have Borderlands for the PC too. I haven't tried any multiplayer yet though.

*squeaks over and hops into Detra's lap*

Hiya hon. I'm with you there on the whole cold thing. I think we should outlaw winter or something. And working on the weekend does suck.

I believe my signature fully explains the Rookery., Bright Shadow

*pads in wearing her little latex maid outfit, squeaking all the way*

But.. but... what about the traditional cold pizza? Oh well, oatmeal is good too. I can has some brown sugar in mine?

*slides Fedor-pillow a nice plate of shrimp with some cocktail sauce*

Here you go, lil sack-buddy.

*starts the theme song after Mutant sits down again*

*joins Petey for the napping*

Oh, I'm feeling plenty sick, but it has nothing to do with fried foods.

*tries to nom the muzzle bacon, but gives up after a few chews and lays down again*

*drags herself in and collapses by the fireplace*

So.. bad feeling....

You know that fried foods will kill you right? Medical studies have proved with 100% accuracy that if you eat fried foods, you will die!

It may take 70 or 80 years and probably will have nothing to do with the fried foods you ate, but nobody gets out alive, man.

No problem!

*bounces off with the icee and takes a gigantic sip of it, then clutches her head and screams, eventually exploding with Apocalyptic force*

And so the world ends.. not with a bang or a whimper, but with a great anguished MEW! brought on by brain freeze. In the end, Cold never changes.

*hands over the puppeh and holds out a ginourmous cup under the icee dispenser*

Yum yum! Thank you!

*knocks on Fedor's mecha*

Can I haz a watermelon icee? I brought a puppeh for payment.

See, that's what I like about you Mutant. You're always finding the silver lining in the radioactive cloud.

*wraps up puppy in her now prehensile tails and goes for a walk*

I know.. I've got such a glow about me and I feel full of energy. I'm not sure what I'll do with the extra tail and legs I'm growing though.

*approaches from the North, glowly brightly*

Hai guyz! I can haz more uranium?

Hey! You told Fedor to abuse me!

*grabs Shecky and whallops Fedor with him*

You can't fool me that easily!