*music from The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly plays*
Wow, didn't know they had tumbleweeds in Scotland.
Hey, Kevin! What's your poison tonight? Apple juice?
I don't have faith in faith, I don't believe in belief, You can call me faithless, I still cling to hope, And I believe in love, And that's faith enough for me... Neil Peart
Hmm...I thought you were a plate, being in the cupboard and all. And I would offer Me something, be he's not here. And I would even offer you something, but you are not here either. Only one here is the Sweet Innocent Miss H the Angelic, aka, Spartacus!
Panacea wrote:What am I? Chopped liver? Aren't you going to offer ME anything?
Sorry Pan! Didn't see you there in the corner. Here you go, your morning frappacino. That butt of yours is doing some serious dragging today so you need a good kick! Not a literal kick in the butt of course. I'll save that for our Yatzee game later.
I don't have faith in faith, I don't believe in belief, You can call me faithless, I still cling to hope, And I believe in love, And that's faith enough for me... Neil Peart
Although I'm not too wowed by the impending doom of the wittle animals, here is your coffee. Don't want you falling asleep half way through dissection or getting confused and going after H!
I don't have faith in faith, I don't believe in belief, You can call me faithless, I still cling to hope, And I believe in love, And that's faith enough for me... Neil Peart