I am so touch starved right now it's actually obnoxious. Poor Smaller, seriously, I'm demanding hugs every time I have a spare second. XD Clearly I need more RL friends.
IF I WAS I COULD BUY A STEAK THE SIZE OF MY ARSE AND EAT THE WHOLE THING. Srsly. Would I thy arse as a steak, then you can have all the hugs you like. Am hungry. Hungerface.
This is because the others know very little about him!
R. Crumb has ears you can lift him by, Bisley says, and that's his assessment; poor, honest, ears like jug-handles, probably works very hard, a million brothers and sisters and some form of mill, pit, or farm sitting like a great big dirty urchin over the man's ancestry. Shame.
Crumb, Roger (or Robert, or Reginald) is a solid and dependable chap, Brötchen says, but it probably says something rather telling about his nature and mind that after three years in the same magical circle as the fellow I still haven't quite nailed his Christian name to the mast of my memory.
Our Crumb is a queer and largely silent fish, says Sam, but he's a man you feel the absence of when he's gone. Like having a wall at your back, he keeps the wind out of your mind for long enough for happiness to settle.
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Date: 2008-10-06 05:43 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-10-06 05:49 pm (UTC)PS: In lieu of hugs, Magicians?
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Date: 2008-10-06 06:19 pm (UTC)R. Crumb has ears you can lift him by, Bisley says, and that's his assessment; poor, honest, ears like jug-handles, probably works very hard, a million brothers and sisters and some form of mill, pit, or farm sitting like a great big dirty urchin over the man's ancestry. Shame.
Crumb, Roger (or Robert, or Reginald) is a solid and dependable chap, Brötchen says, but it probably says something rather telling about his nature and mind that after three years in the same magical circle as the fellow I still haven't quite nailed his Christian name to the mast of my memory.
Our Crumb is a queer and largely silent fish, says Sam, but he's a man you feel the absence of when he's gone. Like having a wall at your back, he keeps the wind out of your mind for long enough for happiness to settle.
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Date: 2008-10-06 06:00 pm (UTC)But I'll hug anyone within reach. ::holds out arms::
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Date: 2008-10-06 06:32 pm (UTC)*teleports over*