Behold the power of cheese.

[hummingwolf]

This is what happens when they let me out of the straitjacket long enough to chat.


CB (Me): The cheese will not protect you.
Un (unwilly): There is no cheese.
**Un is now known as Wallace
Wallace: I do like a bit of Gorgonzolla.
CB: I must not cheese. Cheese is the mind-killer. Cheese is the little-death... wait, I don't think that's the Bene Gesserit's original wording.
Wallace: Cracking toast
Wallace: Hehehe
Wallace: Cheese and Macaroni Children of Dune
...
[after some geekiness]
...
Pengy (penguinboi): gorgonzilla is fun, especially when it stomps on tokyo
CB: Great. Now I'm hungry.
CB: And where could I find a good tokyo at this hour?

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[hummingwolf.livejournal.com]

Okay, now I have to go to the grocery store for some cheese.

/me looks out the window.

But it's raaaaaaaining! And it's coooooold!

Oh well. The things we do for cheese.