throwing the gauntlet

according to cherz, if he doesn't survive his helicopter ride, i must cage fight p-man.

but i say, why wait for cherz' demise? we'd be far too sad to cage fight for at least a twelvemonth, and man do i want those nunchucks. cuz guys dig girls with skills. especially nunchuck skills.

besides, i have the ligers on my side - they're bred for their skills in magic and all...

hey, p-man, your mom's in college! (but will she make me some cheesecake anyway?)

5 comments:

Jay Saturday, April 23, 2005 12:38:00 am  

Ah... Ligers. Much better than Tigons, which are retarded and smell like poo...

Cherz Saturday, April 23, 2005 2:44:00 am  

i don't plan on dyin... but if i do, i can't leave my chums hangin... you need my riches, yo!

i just hung out w/ ms. james. i was totally clueless that you were at her wedding. i guess i had a few too many bridgeports.

heatherfeather Saturday, April 23, 2005 12:35:00 pm  

jay, ligers are much BIGGER than tigons, too... i have never tested the mental faculties or poo-smelliness of tigons however, so i'll just take your word for it.

cherz, yes! (i was the chick who was NOT the bride wearing a dress with boots) i heard you were at the wedding too... i missed you as well. i also left the reception early because i had to drive back to CA the next day and we left at 3 am. and thanks for not planning on dyin'... we all appreciate it muchly

particleman Monday, April 25, 2005 6:50:00 pm  

ya, you can have a cheesecake. but i get half. them's the rules.

you might have ligers, but i have pedro and his crew, and i know how to tame wild stallions.

heatherfeather Tuesday, April 26, 2005 10:33:00 am  

1/2 cheesecake: deal.

tame wild stallions, pah! you think i got where i am dressed like peter pan over here?

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