(A-*hem*. 'Scuse me while my OCD self reposts without stray tags everywhere. It's still early and I haven't had any coffee yet. Oh kitchen, why so far away?)
Well, obviously, you're making Gabe's travel arrangements, you should take him first. Put him back together before you send him over here, though, OK? :D I really like his sweet swaggery front, and I'd be highly distressed if a fully broken and gibbering Gabe showed up on my doorstep (though I do love the h/c, I'm not gonna lie). I foresee an awesome overseas boysharing deal in the works. Like hos in different area codes?
Panic. Of COURSE THEY ARE PINK *facepalm* Yay for you!!! (<-- extra exclamation points to spite Ryan Ross, to whom I am not speaking until he visits a hairdresser and takes his band for shaves and haircuts. All of them. Don't think I don't see that flippy long hair in the back there, Spencer. *glowers*)
Oh, sweet little Mr. Floppy! Alex: "His name is Ralph." Ryland: "Mr. Floppy." Alex: "Ralph!" Ryland: "Listen, obviously this glorious rabbit deserves more respect than to be addressed on a first-name basis." Alex: "Are you kidding, dude? You *drool* on him, how is that respectful?!" Ryland (hugging bunny protectively): "That's a sign of love. He knows that. Don't you, Mr. Floppy?" Alex: "RALPH!"
Also - I see how you got to leather harnesses, but it's good we can skip them. You know it would be all "how did you get yoruself so tangled up in this thing? Here, let me... NO, YOU CANNOT CLIP IT TO A ROPE AND SWING FROM TREES, YOU NUT! Don't pout at me, this is for your own good. Hold still, or I'll never get you sorted out!"
...it's good that I can amuse myself. *facepalm again*
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on 2008-01-27 05:01 pm (UTC)Well, obviously, you're making Gabe's travel arrangements, you should take him first. Put him back together before you send him over here, though, OK? :D I really like his sweet swaggery front, and I'd be highly distressed if a fully broken and gibbering Gabe showed up on my doorstep (though I do love the h/c, I'm not gonna lie). I foresee an awesome overseas boysharing deal in the works. Like hos in different area codes?
Panic. Of COURSE THEY ARE PINK *facepalm* Yay for you!!! (<-- extra exclamation points to spite Ryan Ross, to whom I am not speaking until he visits a hairdresser and takes his band for shaves and haircuts. All of them. Don't think I don't see that flippy long hair in the back there, Spencer. *glowers*)
Oh, sweet little Mr. Floppy!
Alex: "His name is Ralph."
Ryland: "Mr. Floppy."
Alex: "Ralph!"
Ryland: "Listen, obviously this glorious rabbit deserves more respect than to be addressed on a first-name basis."
Alex: "Are you kidding, dude? You *drool* on him, how is that respectful?!"
Ryland (hugging bunny protectively): "That's a sign of love. He knows that. Don't you, Mr. Floppy?"
Alex: "RALPH!"
Also - I see how you got to leather harnesses, but it's good we can skip them. You know it would be all "how did you get yoruself so tangled up in this thing? Here, let me... NO, YOU CANNOT CLIP IT TO A ROPE AND SWING FROM TREES, YOU NUT! Don't pout at me, this is for your own good. Hold still, or I'll never get you sorted out!"
...it's good that I can amuse myself. *facepalm again*