| Me: | I don't take well to his personality. |
| Alex: | Well, he acts like knowing things is a big deal. That's the thing. |
| Me: | Knowing things doesn't mean you understand them. And plenty of people know lots of things! It's like, congratulations, you read a book and remembered facts from it! Here's a cookie. It's a Stephen Hawking cookie. It turns you into Stephen Hawking for a day. |
| Alex: | Fact: Stephen Hawking was just some dude until he ate too many. PARADOX. |
treesahquiche replied to your quote: Don’t have a heart attack. How am I going to sex…
You probably wouldn’t die if you got to the hospital fast enough. In which case, there’s always somnophilia and hospital kink. Your libido — or, well, Alex’s — will find a way.
Thanks, Teresa. 100% comfort = achieved.
Alex, interested as always in my health and well-being
| Alex: | What are their names in "Ladyhawke"? |
| Me: | Isabeau and Etienne Navarre. |
| Alex: | What!? But that's our names! |
| Me: | Um. No. That's my name, and Etienne Navarre. |
| Alex: | Didn't you know? There's no direct translation for my name in Russian, but that's what it means. |
| Me: | ETIENNE NAVARRE is the translation of your name in Russian! Wait, I mean-- |
| Alex: | But when we came through France they were like, no, your name will be Alexandre. |
| Me: | You are full of such. shit. |
| Alex: | But then I was cursed by an evil bishop. Named JT. |
This prescription is from a year ago, and I remember it never helping so I haven’t taken it in as long. I gave it another chance today so I could stop feeling pain for every shade of light in my field of vision. It worked really well and pretty fast. The bottle says it’s expired.
Alex: “If the thing fits the thing, then the thing works, right?”
Teresa: “Chemicals don’t degrade that fast, so expiration dates are basically a sham.”
treesahquiche replied to your post: “Let’s make a baby” is the most terrifying pick-up…
I’d be totally okay with this as long as the guy was 6’2”, lean muscle, good teeth, symmetrical, negative for the baldness gene, non-carrier for recessive genetic disorders, 140+ IQ, and at least a six-figure salary. #reproductive mercenary“Hey, baby, let’s genetically engineer a miracle.”
I love everyone in this bar.
This is pretty much how I feel like my relationship with Liara went.
My girlfriend and I forgot what an actual chupacabra is supposed to look like, so we made one up using animals indigenous to South America.
“Wait, what is a chupacabra?”
“I can’t remember. Is it part goat? Or does it eat goats?”
“It has to be part goat. And maybe alpaca?”
“And instead of the alpaca’s head, it has a snake’s head, bobbing all around like an alpaca’s. Only it’s a snake. Hissssss.”
Alex, advising me on how to convince someone I’ve met only once that he should let me watch Legend of Korra on his TV