Metaquotes

okay, so. this is posted in my journal, actually. but i didn't say it. and it's friendslocked. but since it's my journal, i...give myself permission? right then.
...it's almost four am and i've had a bit to drink.

talking to madri, who is ultimately irrelevant but wanted a mention:

psygote: I don't understand people who hate gay people. It's like hating deer. They do their own thing, they don't hurt you, chill the fuck out.
psygote: But then again, I've gone deer hunting, so maybe that's a bad analogy.

edit; oh hey. first post of the new year. *0wnz, clearly*

somethingwicked, upon receiving Captain Jack Sparrow in a Whose Booty Would You Most Like To Plunder? quiz:

Yes, and I'd also like to unbuckle his swash. I don't know what a swash is, but I want it GONE.

"PRICE OF MILK LOOKS SO GOOD. IT HAS A HUNDRED AND SEVETEEN COWS. AND KARL URBAN IN MILK. HOW CAN IT NOT BE GOOD?!?!?!"

"I feel as if I just jumped off the tower of Ecthelion and soared like Gwaihir on wings the size of houses. It's not the alcohol, honestly. Oh fine maybe just a bit. A lot. Shut up, I feel hopelessly wonderful and I love it."

- ewacat