Post by Melody Arachne on May 1, 2007 16:10:37 GMT -5
"I'm not sure ... so it must have been a Jesuit." Mel shakes her head. "Flare guns. That's great. They're planning fireworks. Do you think there'll be potato salad and fluffy bunnies? I outta turn 'em in. I have contacts in the fire department, you know."
"DJ, there's a stack of boards in the kitchen, unless you like trying to fit tables and chairs together in some sort of weird new age monkey puzzle ... I'll get 'em."
She gives Leon a look. "Some of us around here like to *do* things rather than sit in a corner and shake like a dog shittin' razor blades."
Away she flounces into the kitchen.
"DJ, there's a stack of boards in the kitchen, unless you like trying to fit tables and chairs together in some sort of weird new age monkey puzzle ... I'll get 'em."
She gives Leon a look. "Some of us around here like to *do* things rather than sit in a corner and shake like a dog shittin' razor blades."
Away she flounces into the kitchen.
