boot_boy @ 2003-04-04 20:19:00

Current mood:horrified
Current music:Nine Inch Wands, "The Void, The Endless Void"

what a morning
Darkness and pain.

Broken-hearted over Millicent last night. In terrible, distracted state, crawled under the stairs with [info]divineparvati, ate sixty-four purple Every Flavor Beans and hallucinated like mad. For half the night I thought I was a lemon-scented finger towel. When I awoke, my favorite trousers were gone, and Parvati was attached to my midsection like a leech. My mind balks at the thought that I allowed her to partake of my manly charms -- she's so flaky, and besides, my heart belongs to my cruel mistress, Millicent.

Ah well. Off to the dorms. Perhaps heavy eye makeup can hide my broken heart and befuddled mind.

Mental note: Must remember to Tell No One that when I staggered into the Great Hall this morning there appeared to be a giant flaming dragon swooping up and down overhead. These hallucinations are getting out of control. Maybe I should go to the infirmary.

Comments:

seekercho @ 2003-04-04 05:52 pm UTC


Er, Terry - there really was a dragon in the Great Hall this morning.

Either that, or someone slipped purple Beans in my chai, because I saw it too.

My cat hates you.

- Cho


boot_boy @ 2003-04-05 12:24 am UTC

My cat hates you.

That makes two of us.

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divineparvati @ 2003-04-04 10:58 pm UTC

FLAKY? What about everything you said Last night? Well - not that I can actually Remember, but surely with your Charms, you must have said some rather Charming things. RIGHT?

Flaky. FLAKY. Hmph.

boot_boy @ 2003-04-05 12:28 am UTC

Look, Patil. If you want to know if anything happened, go into the girls' bathroom and check your naked body for black lipstick traces. Or hey, you could get your twin sister to do it.

Dammit, my eyes are crossing. Woman, leave me in peace!

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divineparvati @ 2003-04-05 12:47 am UTC

Do you ever want to see your pants Again?

~ Parvati

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deanthomas @ 2003-04-05 02:21 pm UTC

Give them back. I beg you. He's taken to walking around in his skivvies in protest. Not pretty. Not pretty at all.

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divineparvati @ 2003-04-05 10:18 pm UTC

I'm certainly not Objecting.

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petitemillicent @ 2003-04-04 11:11 pm UTC

There was a dragon in the Great Hall this morning.

I love it when you call me "Millicent".

One of the above statements is false.

M. B.

boot_boy @ 2003-04-04 11:28 pm UTC

I knew that dragon wasn't real.

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petitemillicent @ 2003-04-04 11:34 pm UTC
Re:

Let me rephrase myself.

Call me "Millicent" again and your grandchildren will feel it.

M. B.

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boot_boy @ 2003-04-05 12:23 am UTC

I thought I was only supposed to call you "Millie" in private.

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petitemillicent @ 2003-04-05 02:05 am UTC
Re:

Me M. B.

You Boot.

The end.

M. B.

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boot_boy @ 2003-04-05 11:47 am UTC

You said my name.

*swoons*

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petitemillicent @ 2003-04-05 11:49 am UTC
Re:

Step away from the purple beans and no one gets hurt.

M. B.

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deanthomas @ 2003-04-05 02:18 pm UTC

Terry, you have GOT to lay off the purple beans. You're gonna fry what little brain you have left...

....

You know, on second thought. Eat as many as you like. I think I heard once that they prevent acne.

boot_boy @ 2003-04-05 11:59 pm UTC

Maybe you should feed some to your boyfriend then, Thomas.

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