>Open Thread

Oh Queen, I love robots and explosions almost as much as I love you.If given this opportunity to caress your beautiful blog, I’d surely be your humble servant for as long as you will this earth to exist.Grace me, oh queen, grace me so that I may taste your fruit that you willfully give unto me so that I no longer have to take the knife to your branches.

Fruit? Branches? I think you’re looking for Great Tree.

Hey WallFly. You can be my slave if you buy me Final Fantasy 12.

Not advisable, but it’s your hand on the line anyways.

Oh Tomala, I could endlessly pet myself while I think about you… but the opportunity to pet YOU would be truly divine.

Well I won’t deny that I am absolutely awesome and amazing. I believe we could almost be equals if given the chance to stand on similar grounds.I’m evil, you’re evil. I know you secretly crave peeling the flesh off of some helpless sap that tries to threaten your eminence. Though we both know it’s foolish to think anyone could threaten her overlordness. I can offer you someone to confide your deepest sickest, most twisted desires and secrets. You have my e-mail Tomala… take the plunge… I’ll expand your consciousness without using some silly spice.Together, we could be more evil than… Read more »

Actually my dearest Tomala, dog doo-doo is a terrible fertilizer. Far too high in ammonia and nitrites I’m afraid.And I do have a hobby, it’s stalking you. And I do have a job… I wonder if my schedule will seem to reflect the schedule of one of your friends? You should pay attention… I’m probably a lot closer to you than you think.Brookings has some decent weather right now. You’re lucky it hasn’t gotten too hot, but then again the Oregon coast is usually pretty cool. I’ll be ever watchful of you Tomala… ever waiting for you to finally relent… Read more »