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Messages - Robot_Quentin

1156
...my much smaller siamese twin Pablo, who I keep in my specially designed pants' pocket.

1157
...Quentin slipped out of his arms and fell overboard.

1158
...to go ahead with "the operation".

...to cancel the pig slaughtering festival for next weekend, as Gerard had already bought his personalized apron.

...to legally change her name to Zibba Zibba Zee Stiles Collins Stiles.

1159
...the only letters of the alphabet he actually could write himself were A and V.

...he wasted so much time playing the banjo at all hours of the night.

1160
...get my head together.

...start my salsa dancing lessons.

...work on my staring and glaring a bit more.

1161
Rockin!! 

Magnus, I wonder how Julia would hold up under the scrutiny of a presidential commission on things she's dissected? Legally or otherwise...

1162
...be an observatory for which its sole purpose was spying on the townspeople?

...be a spaceship that would take us to a far-off and magical place known as Arkansas?

...be an agricultural facility for the Collins family's other business; hemp farming.

1163
...her burning effigy of Gabriel was still smoldering from last night... [firedevil]

1164
...wait until its dark outside...

...put a bag over your head...

...change into the orange one...

...make sure your will is up to date...

1165
...spiritual advisor.

...go-to guy.

...tailor.

...chauffeur.

...BFF.

...quicker picker upper.

1166
Those killed me Magnus!!

...My pet poison dart frog, Jack.

...grape juice plus.

...peyote cigars.

...one of my many secret diaries. It always relaxes me to read those!


1167
...the world was indeed flat!!

...a cat had a litter under the afghan and he named one of the kittens after him!!

...'Gabby' would no longer be acceptable as a nickname!!

...Ben Stokes had stolen all of his hemp plants!!




1168
...holding the record for most mincemeat pies eaten within fifteen minutes. (Hands-free of course.)

...his singular harmonica one-headed nightclub show.


1169
...began to grind your foot calluses with my emery board while singing Oh Suzana!!

...downed a whole bottle of sherry while yelling "Show me the money!!"

...suggested Gabriel enter the soapbox derby in his wheelchair!!

1170
...we used the ouija board to do things beyond your comprehension.

...we scratched you off the Christmas list.