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Mike just described getting nerdrage over the new Sky ad that has tateinhispants as quicksilver but uses the come and get your love song from guardians and he was all OMG MARVEL AND FOX QUICKSILVERS ARE NOT THE SAME and i was like, oh, you are raging out about nerdy biz? you? i am so astonished CUE CHOKING JOFFREY MEME.

Geek love forever, is basically what im saying.
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Oh, I forgot to mention in my last post, because I was busy WIGGING THE FUCK OUT about the face-meltery, but I lovelovelove Tyrion's "confession". Glad to see at least one person in that awful family has the good taste to watch the Goonies.

That is all.
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Oh, I forgot to mention in my last post, because I was busy WIGGING THE FUCK OUT about the face-meltery, but I lovelovelove Tyrion's "confession". Glad to see at least one person in that awful family has the good taste to watch the Goonies.

That is all.
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Oh dudes, I couldn't even watch the last couple of minutes of Game of Thrones tonight - as soon as Ronan started melting down his blingage, I knew something horrible was coming, so I covered my ears and shut my eyes and basically waited until the screaming stopped and I heard the end-credits theme start playing.

Was it totally gross? Is he alive? I have this phobia of shit happening to people's faces - I've seen and read Watchmen dozens of times and always looked away or skipped the page where Rorschach pours chip fat on that prisoner. I nearly fainted during the Avatar episode with Ko the Face Stealer and again during the Doctor Who episode with the thing in the telly that sucked people's faces away. Can someone who's read the books please warn me if I'm going to have to deal with face-meltage next week?
froodle: (Default)
Oh dudes, I couldn't even watch the last couple of minutes of Game of Thrones tonight - as soon as Ronan started melting down his blingage, I knew something horrible was coming, so I covered my ears and shut my eyes and basically waited until the screaming stopped and I heard the end-credits theme start playing.

Was it totally gross? Is he alive? I have this phobia of shit happening to people's faces - I've seen and read Watchmen dozens of times and always looked away or skipped the page where Rorschach pours chip fat on that prisoner. I nearly fainted during the Avatar episode with Ko the Face Stealer and again during the Doctor Who episode with the thing in the telly that sucked people's faces away. Can someone who's read the books please warn me if I'm going to have to deal with face-meltage next week?
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So dudes, who's psyched for the long weekend?!

You might think that since my entire life from March 21 has been one extended long weekend, I might not be on that list, but no - long weekend + good weather + Heg Brothers freed from their shackles of employment = CRAZY BEACH BBQ SHENANIGANS.

Jonny and the Prawn have been running up and down the stairs all evening, Hayley just walked in with an armful of Shoprite bags, Buzz has disappeared, presumably to round up impressionable teenaged slatterns to provide entertainment later in the evening and the front yard is starting to smell of woodsmoke.

I'm pretty much staying out of the way until it looks like there might be some potato salad lying around that needs eating up, but it's a really good festive atmosphere in the House of Hegs.

To think, I could have been getting yelled at by irate inbreds and going home to an empty flat rather than be a part of this!

(Also, when they inevitably migrate down to the beach later on, I'll get the big screen TV in the playroom to myself and I can watch Game of Thrones, yay!)
froodle: (Default)
So dudes, who's psyched for the long weekend?!

You might think that since my entire life from March 21 has been one extended long weekend, I might not be on that list, but no - long weekend + good weather + Heg Brothers freed from their shackles of employment = CRAZY BEACH BBQ SHENANIGANS.

Jonny and the Prawn have been running up and down the stairs all evening, Hayley just walked in with an armful of Shoprite bags, Buzz has disappeared, presumably to round up impressionable teenaged slatterns to provide entertainment later in the evening and the front yard is starting to smell of woodsmoke.

I'm pretty much staying out of the way until it looks like there might be some potato salad lying around that needs eating up, but it's a really good festive atmosphere in the House of Hegs.

To think, I could have been getting yelled at by irate inbreds and going home to an empty flat rather than be a part of this!

(Also, when they inevitabl migrate down to the beach later on, I'll get the big screen TV in th eplayroom to myself and I can watch Game of Thrones, yay!)

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