Coversations with Legolas, # 4637
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nirix5 She looked at her reflection in the mirror, trying her best not to bang her head into the glass. The knocking on the bathroom door was becoming more and more insistent.
“Please, please let me do it,” Legolas said, speaking into the keyhole.
“Dammit. If you’re so fascinated by toilets, use one and you can flush it yourself!” With that Heather pushed the handle, and the gurgle of water through plumbing drowned out the sigh of Legolas’s disappointment.
“Elves don’t go to the bathroom,” he said, long-suffering. His interest in human technology sometimes got Heather exasperated.
“Well, duh,” Heather said, opening the door and marching past him, “You eat so much Lembas that it’s no wonder that you’re not regular.”
She left the elf to puzzle that one out and headed for the computer.
“Please, please let me do it,” Legolas said, speaking into the keyhole.
“Dammit. If you’re so fascinated by toilets, use one and you can flush it yourself!” With that Heather pushed the handle, and the gurgle of water through plumbing drowned out the sigh of Legolas’s disappointment.
“Elves don’t go to the bathroom,” he said, long-suffering. His interest in human technology sometimes got Heather exasperated.
“Well, duh,” Heather said, opening the door and marching past him, “You eat so much Lembas that it’s no wonder that you’re not regular.”
She left the elf to puzzle that one out and headed for the computer.
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Date: 2003-03-06 08:02 pm (UTC)on another note, how are you doing, hows the job? have you lost any limbs yet?
anyways, life here is boring, but my prospects are looking up...well rather east...
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Date: 2003-03-06 08:55 pm (UTC)Job's going well. I haven't lost any fingers, but I DID get slashed with solder a couple of times. YAY!
What's up with you? East? Explain?
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Date: 2003-03-06 09:42 pm (UTC)Re:
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Date: 2003-03-07 06:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-03-07 07:43 pm (UTC)You getting laid is gonna put me in the poorhouse. Drama.
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Date: 2003-03-07 09:20 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2003-03-08 09:39 am (UTC)You could always whore yourself out for science. I had a friend who did that. Or donate sperm or something- there's fifty bucks.
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Date: 2003-03-08 10:42 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2003-03-08 03:08 pm (UTC)Lets take this to the musical Level
Date: 2003-03-08 06:31 pm (UTC)She had it coming
She had it coming
She only had herself to blame
If you'd had been there, if you'd have seen it
I'm sure you would have done the same.
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Date: 2003-03-08 06:51 pm (UTC)that get you down. Like Eomer. Eomer liked to drink mead. No, not drink. SLURP.
So I came home this one day and I am really irritated, and looking for a little sympathy.
And there'e Eomer sittin' in the Great Hall, eating some meat and drinkin'. No, not drinkin'.
Slurpin'. So, I said to him, I said, "Eomer, you slurp that mead one more time..."
And he did.
So I took the crossbow off the wall
and I fired two warning shots...
...into his head.
*snerk*
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Date: 2003-03-08 06:56 pm (UTC)Re: Lets take this to the musical Level
Date: 2003-03-08 07:47 pm (UTC)gggrrrr.
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Date: 2003-03-08 07:47 pm (UTC)Re: Lets take this to the musical Level
Date: 2003-03-08 08:01 pm (UTC)Re: Lets take this to the musical Level
Date: 2003-03-08 08:08 pm (UTC)