*she shakes her head because the whole thing was a little too trippy for her. She still feels all foggy though and that isn't nice but there is a bed up stairs. but it's upstairs and she'll just stay here and be spaced out. Because honestly who's gonna notice?*
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...Who's this honky bitch over by the fire? 'Cause she is fine.
He be leapin' over the bar, still holding the Snooze Gun jes in case the Mothership lands when he ain't lookin.
And off he strides towards her, with his white cape and his gold shinin all in the light and sheeyit.
He all Nosey and imperious when he addresses her. His voice sounds like a cartoon character on acid!
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Me? Not Dance? Funny. I am just gonna take a guess and say you don't dance.
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if you fake the funk, your nose will grow.No, I don't know Star Child so you can just point your gun somewhere else.
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That why he the Nose!
Pinocchio Theory in Full Effect...you dig?
He put the gun down.
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Um, okay, whatever you say.
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Nope, but it sounds awful.
*she shrugs*
Oh well, to each his own.
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Dang, they calls him the Subliminal Seducer for a reason, he soundin' smooth there for one scared mutha. But away he goes with his cape flyin'.
If yo' Funk ain't strong enough, you might find yo'self feelin' a little sleepy, trippy, spacey, baby.
[OOC: It's true, just being around him's gonna make you feel a little zonked. For how long's up to you.]
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