"For future reference, I was sort of hoping for a suggestion that didn't sound like it came from that Bolshevik Muppet with all the dynamite.”
- Jim Butcher
Oh dear Tigre. Of course, were it YOU who were dealing with a murder spree, mutilated bodies and a chromosome that has never been seen in the history of science, you would be speaking with perfect diction. Your prose would be delightful, gramatically correct, and oh-so-stylish.
Robin Hudson, on the other hand, perhaps she's not as illuminated as you are. Not as self-actualized. Perhaps she's a bit too flustered dealing with death and life and doom and mutants to spend precious minutes making every last syllable count.
But we can't all be like you, Dear Tigre, we can't all be so brave in the line of fire. We can try, but try as we might, we shall fail. You set the bar far too high.
"For future reference, I was sort of hoping for a suggestion that didn't sound like it came from that Bolshevik Muppet with all the dynamite.”
- Jim Butcher
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The Math God of the Past
THE Mister Biz-Nass, Your friendly neighborhood Tourette-Syndrome-afflicted, throat-cancer-surviving fortune-teller who speaks through a voice box.
The Past Future gay Chief of the SFPD (the original podcast of Nocturnal)
http:Bitstrips TREED!
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The Math God of the Past
THE Mister Biz-Nass, Your friendly neighborhood Tourette-Syndrome-afflicted, throat-cancer-surviving fortune-teller who speaks through a voice box.
The Past Future gay Chief of the SFPD (the original podcast of Nocturnal)
http:Bitstrips TREED!
http://GoAnimate TREED!


