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[geekchick]

Dinner was a plate of whole wheat and oat PANCAKES a significant portion of the size of my head, and sausage. Damn tasty and just what I wanted, but I don't think I'm going to eat anything else ever again. Oog.

And by the way? Come the Jihad, y'all can call me Sister Claymore of Desirable Mindfulness. The reason why would take a while to explain to all but one or two people, but trust me when I say that I find that extreeeeemely funny.

Comments

[quasigeostrophy.livejournal.com]

Alright with the PANCAKES already! ;-)

And I don't know if I "get" the "real" reason(s), but I do find your Jihad name quite amusing.

[geekchick]

Don't worry, I am so done with the pancakes. Oog. If I even keep thinking about them much longer, I'm a-gonna asplode.

[quasigeostrophy.livejournal.com]

No asplodey, please. :-)

[geekchick]

I don't wanna asplode, but right now I think all it would take would be an after dinner mint. ;)

And I am

[billporn.livejournal.com]

Brother Rail Gun of Forgiveness


I am so going to add that to my title =)

[brian1789.livejournal.com]

I'm Brother Gatling Gun of Mild Reason and I want pancakes too.

[brian1789.livejournal.com]

And any association of you with the adjective "desirable" seems appropriate... =)

[icaruslaughing.livejournal.com]

At 11pm, I, too, was eating pancakes and sausage. They were just plain pancakes, though, no special oats.

Love,
Sister Cattle Prod of Loving Kindness