Way more fun than the mood box
May. 30th, 2008 10:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nnyWhen I came back into the room, William was practically fellating the chess piece. It is one of the surest signs that he's losing, but since I had recognised his offence at least seven moves ago and engineered my play accordingly, it came as no great surprise.
"Bored, Will?" I asked, setting his tea down in front of him. He started, and the bishop clacked noisily against his teeth.
"Quite thoroughly and comprehensively," he told me, "or, as the peasants will have it, shitless, my dear boy. Absolutely shitless."
"Bored, Will?" I asked, setting his tea down in front of him. He started, and the bishop clacked noisily against his teeth.
"Quite thoroughly and comprehensively," he told me, "or, as the peasants will have it, shitless, my dear boy. Absolutely shitless."
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Date: 2008-05-30 09:48 pm (UTC)amusingness....erm- did you know that wobats have a bone in their backside that they use to stun/kill their predators? they can run at up to 25 miles and hour and stop dead in half a stride. Anything chasing 'em smashes its face....wombat lives to be bizarre another day.
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Date: 2008-05-31 04:11 am (UTC)