Fate, graceful weaver of destinies and mythical being of untold power and knowledge, was having a perfectly reasonable day until the pissed-off chick whacked her upside the head with a two-by-four.
"Please...consider our...offer." She choked out, before falling on the doorstep, dead.
Mary kicked the body off the welcome matt, before returning to her interrupted dinner.
Damn she hated Jehovah's Witnesses.
Fate, graceful weaver of destinies and mythical being of untold power and knowledge, was having a perfectly reasonable day until the pissed-off chick whacked her upside the head with a two-by-four. Repeatedly. With many swear words interjected. And mass-mobbing when the others arrived.
"What the fuck do you mean he's not real? I want Legolas! NOW!"
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Date: 2004-03-12 07:45 pm (UTC)"Please...consider our...offer." She choked out, before falling on the doorstep, dead.
Mary kicked the body off the welcome matt, before returning to her interrupted dinner.
Damn she hated Jehovah's Witnesses.
Fate, graceful weaver of destinies and mythical being of untold power and knowledge, was having a perfectly reasonable day until the pissed-off chick whacked her upside the head with a two-by-four. Repeatedly. With many swear words interjected. And mass-mobbing when the others arrived.
"What the fuck do you mean he's not real? I want Legolas! NOW!"
Fucking fangirls.