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Post by tosca on May 17, 2007 22:46:57 GMT
Yes, I must stop bringing these bricks up when no one has a clue what I'm on about.
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Post by himiko on May 17, 2007 22:48:26 GMT
Those were two and a half of the finest quality haunted well bricks you will ever find
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Post by kamikazijoe on May 17, 2007 22:49:55 GMT
Ah, clouds of understanding fill my lungs. Coincidental Well samples yes?
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Post by himiko on May 17, 2007 22:51:54 GMT
Well, of sorts... I had to partition up the one well between lots of little Ring-Kids, so Tosca only got two and a half bricks.
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Post by tosca on May 17, 2007 22:53:01 GMT
Ah, if soggy and scratched by evil kid fingernails is what they call quality nowadays... plus they came with an annoyed SRK wanting her home back.
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Post by himiko on May 17, 2007 22:55:58 GMT
Yep, the sogginess and fingernails are what make them such great quality haunted bricks. ;D
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Post by kamikazijoe on May 17, 2007 22:58:40 GMT
Id expect a certain amount of dribly ectoplasm to be truely satisfied with my purchase
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Post by tosca on May 17, 2007 22:58:41 GMT
Hmm... at least now that I've resisted the wonders of your market stall, I'll be able to thrash door-to-door sales people.
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Post by Incapability on May 18, 2007 15:59:25 GMT
Which, one must admit, is always a pleasant experience.
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Post by kamikazijoe on May 18, 2007 20:10:09 GMT
And charity people on the street. Its fun to yell things at them when they try to talk to you: I like chocolate milk! I have no interest in your pandas! Why do you torment me so??
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Post by Incapability on May 18, 2007 20:41:27 GMT
Ahw. *offers hankie*
Yes, these people can be quite annoying. Especially if they are trying to make you feel guilty.
Charity Person: But don't you care that a river was being polluted in the process of dying these jeans? *rattles tin full of tiny coins under ones nose to emphasize point*
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Post by tosca on May 18, 2007 21:41:09 GMT
Yes, and it's kind of annoying when they stand there, look around suspiciously, then stuff half the money they've been given into a pocket or something to make it look as though they're doing really badly. Grr, the evilness of these salespeople knows no bounds.
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Post by kamikazijoe on May 18, 2007 21:56:23 GMT
And when they drift towards you with an attitude of: "Look at me, I'm working for a good cause, pay attention to meeee!"
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Post by himiko on May 18, 2007 23:22:48 GMT
Yes, but the worst ones are undoubtedly people who attempt to sell you clothing catalogues, stopping you and trying to take down your details so they can send you a catalogue you don't want, full of something you have no interest in. These people need to die for the good of humanity.
In our town, the main shopping street is located up a hill, and sometimes going up or down it can be like an obstacle course of people to avoid- on a truly bad day, you can get a religious yelling person, 2 Big Issue sellers, two or three charity workers, a catalogue salesperson, and people playing musical instruments.
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Post by tosca on May 19, 2007 1:03:25 GMT
Hm... there's a religious band that sometimes plays in our town. We've been contemplating bringing a surroud sound system and playing Black Sabbath at full volume beside it.
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