god that's great Ghastly. Originally she had asked me if she could cuddle the squid, I said sure. Then she said:
"Do you want a picture of me with the squid up my skirt?"
"....uhhh.... yes please.. just do whatever you want."
"Oh! hehehe, ok, I've got another idea, here"
*holds squid at arms length*
Damn my brain for not snapping like a steel trap on that whole up the skirt business.
*EDIT*
You mind of I post that to my journal? All props to you in the process.
Squidflakes, God-Emperor of the Tentacles.
He demands obeisance in the form of oral sex, or he'll put you at the mercy of his tentacles. Even after performing obeisance, you might be on the receiving ends of tentacles anyway. In this case, pray to Sodomiticus to intercede on your behalf.
I've submitted the original picture to a Fark photoshop contest and it's been greenlighted so there should be a couple hundred more photoshopped version of that picture popping up on the internet in a few days once the thread makes it to the main fark page (it's only on the total fark now. It was a pretty classic picture and a very hot chick in cosplay.
humm.. I'd be tempted to link to the original, but my site would be sucked dry of bandwidth within the second.
Squidflakes, God-Emperor of the Tentacles.
He demands obeisance in the form of oral sex, or he'll put you at the mercy of his tentacles. Even after performing obeisance, you might be on the receiving ends of tentacles anyway. In this case, pray to Sodomiticus to intercede on your behalf.
everyone knows that the true color of suffering is yellow.
The American dream is to prosper by your chosen means, make your own decisions independent from some asshole in a fancy building. to live, love, and die by your own choices and passions.
and to tell the British royalty to eat a bag of dicks.
Pink is an evil colour, and should be forcibly removed from the electromagnetic spectrum forthwith so as to avoid our losing any more of our best and brightest seven-year-old girls to it's hypnotic power. So many young lives have been forever ruined by pink-ness.
Incedentally, for any of you Women out there who did at one point succumb to pink-ness, there is help. Simply seek out your local 'Pink, ponies and fairytale castles anonymous' meeting.
"OH, I'VE SEEN THE INFINITE, IT'S NOTHING SPECIAL."
"Don't be daft! you can't see the infinite, it's... infinite!"
"I HAVE."
"Ok then, what did it look like?"
"IT'S BLUE."
"It's black."
"IT'S BLUE."
"It's black!"
"FROM THE OUTSIDE IT'S BLUE..."
Terry Pratchett, 'Soul Music'