Well, as long as your Mom has no designs on my man, Billie...I suppose I'll allow her to listen to her heart's content.
And yes, at present I am trapped under a pile of rubble with only my trusty laptop for company. I've e-mailed the emergency services, but I fear they have perished...poor Tiff, she doesn't know her own strength. I know she's far across the land in California, but I can still feel the ground shake and the lakes tremor. I'm scared.
And that's Connecticute. If you could access a television and CNN, you'd see how bad things are here in Ohio. A brick fell on my copy of American Idiot. It's broken. That's how bad. Really bad.
Yes, you have Billie when you close your eyes. I have Billie when I open mine. But whatever.
The skies have darkened here in CT, and what with all the telegraph poles and television masts down, I haven't seen much media coverage of Tiff's arrival. But I did see one poor soul running around hysterically screaming 'I thought Godzilla was only a movie!! Save me, Lord, save me!', so I do appreciate how bad things are.
Godzilla? I thought that Tiff was the apeman. And trust me, things are bad on the news. Everywhere is in terror except for bww, which is finally recieving a breath of fresh, Tiffless air.
Poor, poor soul. Everything down except the radio stations, which is fortunate for you. It's all the Billie you'll ever get.
Yes, a Tiffless BWW has been the one good thing to come out of all this trauma and devastation. But I don't know...perhaps something could have been done to prevent it. I mean...isn't Dubya supposed to be protecting us from this sort of catastrophe? I suppose I should have realized what was on the way when I saw the horsemen of the apocalypse ride by my window. *shrug* I guess I'll just have to wait here until they dig me out.
Which hopefully won't be much longer, Billie Joe will be wanting his servicing soon.
Deluded indeed. They even have to keep a few in straightjackets because the girls think that they're F*CKing Billie Joe. How sad. I be as nice as I can, though. I try to talk them through hard times, like now with Tiff on the loose. Some of them don't have TV, can you imagine?
How do you manage to type with that straightjacket on, anyway, Nia? I've always wondered that.
And keep me posted if there's any developments about Tiff...last I heard, she was felling army helicopters with one breath. I pity the armed forces really - I mean, they're no match for Tiff's BO when you think about it.
Shub, we're lovely aside from Ellie's typing problems. The straightjacket impairs them and sometimes the net connection is disrupted by the padded walls of her cell.
Hey Shub! Long time no see...rainy in Florida? Huh? Why do all the old people move there then? And did you see that thread that named all the bitches, including you and I, calling us stupid??
And Nia, you make another good point - it is very easy to keep a straightjacket on when you've never had to wear one. But my question was how do YOU manage?
Som, I like rain when it's not cold out. When we were at Epcot, a light rain came down and we walked around the lagoon barefoot, so that was fun.
Ellie - Well, they all move to Miami, and I was in Orlando Not particularly." width="14" height="14" src=https://cloudimages.broadwayworld.com/board/wink.gif> So that's why. I didn't see the thread, but BST read it to me. Is it still around?
They all move to Miami?? I thought Miami was full of hot studs cavorting on the beach topless, and playing naked volleyball etc. Now I find out it's all geriatrics? *shudder*
I'm sure the thread is still around. It's called 'BWW: A View from an Outsider'. If you do a search, I'm sure you'll find it. Or you could search for things posted by Oscar de la Rentboy. We were picked on!! Exciting, ain't it?
Oooh, Disney World! Good times, I remember. Not particularly." width="14" height="14" src=https://cloudimages.broadwayworld.com/board/happy.gif> I love rain, too, when it's sorta chilly but not cold.
Ellie, I manage by not wearing one and never having had to.