"How did you know about the beer snorting and grave robbing, though?"
Honestly? Don't laugh but after reading many of your posts, I conjured up this image of you; A near Indiana Jones clone, a little dirtier, with more unscrupulous methods, gallivanting around the world, searching for ancient treasures and terrible scrolls of power. A week absence from the blog-o-sphere? Nah, he's just in Libya fighting an obscure sect of Turkish Hashishim for the Jade Chamberpot of Hotschamama. Short posts? Well, it's hard to type and disarm a band of Female Thai Sea Pirates with a rusty Cutlass and a bottle of 300 year old African Rum, isn't it?
The Beer snorting just seemed to follow naturally.
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um...but what does that MEAN?
*scoots around online for a bit*
Huh. I'm assuming that's an insult. Yeah, I guess so.
Personally, I like my insults with a little flavor, especially with a lil pinch o' CRAZY!
Grave-Robbing, Beer-Snorting, Psychopompic Cataphract!
See, if you'd been called that, you'd have at least smiled and walked away laughing to yourself.
I totally would have called you a Cataphract, just to make your day, Feems.
Cause I'm that kinda guy.
...yeah, I aint got much today.
Benticore
Out
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cataphract for those who aint in the know...or never played Age of Empires.
By Benticore, at 7:07 AM
Hmmmm....my turn to online scoot.
I found this phrase when I looked for psychopompic:
"the same incessus deificus marks the psychopompic barcaroles"
I'm not sure, but I think that statement might be heteronormative! Maybe.
How did you know about the beer snorting and grave robbing, though?
-Feemus, who IS walking away laughing to himself.
By Feemus, at 11:07 AM
"How did you know about the beer snorting and grave robbing, though?"
Honestly? Don't laugh but after reading many of your posts, I conjured up this image of you; A near Indiana Jones clone, a little dirtier, with more unscrupulous methods, gallivanting around the world, searching for ancient treasures and terrible scrolls of power. A week absence from the blog-o-sphere? Nah, he's just in Libya fighting an obscure sect of Turkish Hashishim for the Jade Chamberpot of Hotschamama. Short posts? Well, it's hard to type and disarm a band of Female Thai Sea Pirates with a rusty Cutlass and a bottle of 300 year old African Rum, isn't it?
The Beer snorting just seemed to follow naturally.
Benticore
Out
By Benticore, at 1:12 PM
And you, my friend, are always fighting off ninjas.
Often at inappropriate moments. And sometimes while changing diapers.
By Feemus, at 6:40 PM
The mind of Benticore is a beautiful thing, ain't it? How does he DO that?
By Anonymous, at 12:18 PM
If I knew, you can bet I'd be a Bentimpersonator.
Alas, I fear it's inimitable.
By Feemus, at 3:07 PM
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