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Uh oh. - Diary of a Necromancer
Excuse me, I'm making perfect sense, you're just not keeping up
robling_t
robling_t
Uh oh.
...Oh dear god please tell me that's not a third rooster.

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feeling: aggravated aggravated

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ljgeoff From: ljgeoff Date: April 26th, 2010 11:30 am (UTC) (permalink this entry)
BWAA-HAA-HA!
robling_t From: robling_t Date: April 26th, 2010 11:42 am (UTC) (permalink this entry)
The one I can hear now is Foul Ole Ron, but about an hour ago it didn't sound like either of the Known Suspects... {shudder}
ljgeoff From: ljgeoff Date: April 26th, 2010 12:15 pm (UTC) (permalink this entry)
Every time I read "Foul Ole Ron" I think of Old Greg.
atlanticat From: atlanticat Date: April 26th, 2010 12:39 pm (UTC) (permalink this entry)
That's it. I'm coming to your neighborhood, catching a rooster, and making coq au vin.
thinkum From: thinkum Date: April 26th, 2010 02:54 pm (UTC) (permalink this entry)
You need to import a fox or two to your neighborhood.

I shouldn't laugh -- things that interfere with sleep are not really funny (like the ominously long screeching of brakes that woke us last night around 1:20, or the unknown person who rang our apartment buzzer at 6:45 this morning -- twice)...
grahamwest From: grahamwest Date: April 26th, 2010 05:18 pm (UTC) (permalink this entry)
Roostribbles!
unhipster From: unhipster Date: April 27th, 2010 02:22 am (UTC) (permalink this entry)
It's an invasion!

Edited at 2010-04-27 02:23 am (UTC)
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