When Under Ether.
Nov. 14th, 2007 05:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jacktellsliesI'm made of nothing but fury and teeth. To begin with, I'll be doing awful things to the American heath care system's entrails. Its head will be going on a spike in the Imperialist Oven Room. I'll grind its bones with my superfluous back teeth. I'll have its filing systems burnt, its offices salted, and its women and boys taken for my extensive harems.
So. It would seem that I have a few days off, and, as of yet, nothing from which to recover. Friends! I demand either: a gathering at the Fort, cheap martinis and fags at Bump, or that we go dancing. I beg of you, please, amuse me, distract me, get me drunk, and take advantage of me in my sadly unweakened state.
So. It would seem that I have a few days off, and, as of yet, nothing from which to recover. Friends! I demand either: a gathering at the Fort, cheap martinis and fags at Bump, or that we go dancing. I beg of you, please, amuse me, distract me, get me drunk, and take advantage of me in my sadly unweakened state.
