Moan.
I can't feel my feet. Or my arms. Or anything, really.
If anyone needs me, I will be begging a tub off of one of the professors, or, if that hasn't suceeded, in my room, sprawled out on the bed.
Ow.
(shopping is so not my thing)
Note to self: Kill Sam.
If anyone needs me, I will be begging a tub off of one of the professors, or, if that hasn't suceeded, in my room, sprawled out on the bed.
Ow.
(shopping is so not my thing)
Note to self: Kill Sam.
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Hrm. We're going to have to toughen you up, I think. That wasn't even a real shopping trip. Just a baby one. :)
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Whimper.
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I didn't do anything!
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Liar liar pants on fire...
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Re:
(why did you not warn me shopping was so painful?)
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I don't shop! I'm just the transportation!
You weren't here when I picked up shirts for all the kids, but...it was a disaster. ;)
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Well, maybe if you're super nice I might forgive whatever creative way you come up with for apologizing to me.
*grins*
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That wasn't very nice.
And you've wanted plenty in your time, missy! You forced me to kiss you goodnight from the moment you could talk until the day I left Kentucky. You silly goose. :p
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Okay, okay. I'm sorry.
I love you and your kisses.
Truce?
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You know I love you, Gee. :)
*smooch*
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But I somehow thought that the non-mutants in the shopping district might not appreciate my new foot fashion.
*grins*
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Well, if it's any comfort, it'll probably take her a few days to be up to chasing you down. ;)
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:D
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;)
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