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[lykomancer]

*points out her nifty new icons*

I only had to beat Adobe for about an hour for that. [deadpan] I'm so proud.


So... Angela and I should not be allowed to talk about anything. I swear to God she almost more perverse than me.

Angela: "... and so her alarm clock is possessed by Aion."

Me: "Well, as long as it doesn't start masturbating with a crucifix..."

And that rattled off into a brief discussion of crucifix dildos, which, in turn, led us to.

Angela: "So if people get bachelor and bachelorette parties before they get married, and if a nun is a Bride of Christ, is that (a crucifix dildo) what you get her for her bachelorette party?"

Me: "Well, she would technically still be celibate... or at least having sex with her proper bridegroom!"

Angela: "No, no, that would be if she had sex with the communion bread!"

*laughter*

Me: "Well, it *is* the Body of Christ. Would it give her a yeast infection?"

*more laughter and then Angela told me I needed to post that here*

So I did. I am not responsible for what happens now.

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[bokunen-jin.livejournal.com]

::glares at the cut line:: ...Why do you bait me, Mistress of Evil, WHY!? ... ::falls over twitching and sobbing from the horribleness of it::

::eyes her alarm clock, mortally terrified:: ... You are so buying the replacement if I end up pitching it against the wall in a flash of paranoia. -_-

On the other side... EEE! Wolfywood! Sweet! I like. XD

[elanivalae.livejournal.com]

It made sense at the time xD Horrible things often do.

The problem with my brain is twofold. It's very, very good at making weird connections between definitions of symbols, for one. It also takes logic way too far, to places it really oughtn't go. >_< It accounts for my creative ability, but at times, it does scare me. I don't necessarily mean to end up so far outside the norm...but that's the way my brain works, and there's nothing I can do to stop it. *sigh*