Sep. 6th, 2008

pay_the_piper: (I <3 Huckabees)
EJ: I was in the mall last night
EJ: and there is an Ice Rink in it
EJ: and I was all "Antha has to come her enow
EJ: so I can drag her skating with me."
Antha: oh god
Antha: something that is not walking
EJ: if I break bones
EJ: I will not do it alone
Antha: the last time i went skating was in france
Antha: and some crazy professional nearly sliced my fingers off
EJ: The french are rude like that
Antha: ...
Antha: percy
Antha: he becomes you
EJ: He becomes me?
Antha: you're like > < this close from saying 'shit on a horse's arse' in response to someone's hair
Antha: i swear it
EJ: *dies*
pay_the_piper: (Default)
Antha says I need to immortalize the line. So here it is, shit on a horse's arse:

Dristan was still laughing at Percy's vanity- er rant.. when a waitress sauntered up to the bar and shouted an order. He turned his head in her direction and nodded. His hands completed the task of filling a pint without requiring his mind be pulled away from Percy. Hell, the dark little sprite was amusing. The Shaitan did look around a moment though, his gaze washing over the faces crowded into the room and he had to agree. Percy did not have much competition.. He set the beer on the woman's tray and reached for the bottle of Everclear.

"Allright Princess," he sniggered, filling up the third shot glass. "I'll bite. What's your name? I can't guarantee I'll call you by it, but I'm intrigued." The Shaitan's black eyes flicked up from the glass to catch Percy's. "What name could possibly suit a pint-sized terror such as yourself.."

"Pint-sized!?" Oh that was harsh...Percy leveled Dristan with a dark, ugly look for that one, his hand reaching out to take the shot once it was full without waiting. He needed the drink after that. Pint-sized? What the bloody hell! He'd been tall when he was a youth, standing a good two inches higher than all the other boys in town. It wasn't his fault that giants took over the world and polluted the human race with it's tall, filthy seed. People needed to blame the Vikings for that. And for pale hair! Who wanted pale hair? You looked...funny. Unless you were Emily...and Alex. They looked alright with pale hair...But everyone else looked like shit on a horse's arse.

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