Because our brain-droppings deserve a venue for random thoughts too ^_^
Why can't life be black and white like it used to be back in the old days?
IC Random Thought Thread
Because our brain-droppings deserve a venue for random thoughts too ^_^
Why can't life be black and white like it used to be back in the old days?
Am I the only one thinking a senatorial pub crawl, while impractical, undignified, and a security nightmare, would be a hoot?
You can't help all of the people all of the time.
So you try to help all of them some of the time and hope that is enough.
That rat bastard gypped me out of a bottle of Coruscanti Y1. I bet he knew I had it all along.
It's easy to not feel sexy wjith love handles and a prrosthetjic leg, but then she sends you a holo-text at two jin the afterrnoon and you feel all
I need a vacation.
So... what does an Ambassador DO anyway aside from looking amazing?
Hey JOVAN people... have any good bars that didn't just get blown to bits? :P
You do not need bars, Mister Ambassador. Come to Yon's Shop, so that Yon may sell you Yon's fine meats!
Last edited by Yon the Butcher; Sep 26th, 2015 at 04:14:20 PM.
What kind of meat we talking about here? I thought you Alliance folk frowned on that sort of thing....
It could be worse... I know this all too well.
Yaknoo, soometimes I think people see me tryin' to catch the turbolift and they pretend they doon't aand push the button to cloose the door.
That really grinds my gears!
Now I really really need a vacation.
Oh bother, a few fascists blow up a planet and everyone now thinks that jodhpurs and knee boots are insensitive. Bully! I'm surrounded by buffoons in dickies with pet food labels on.
Dag, yo, if one more child tries to hug me, this playa is goin' street on their ass and be steppin'. Y'feel me, dawg?
The itsy bitsy spider crawled up the water spout. Down came the rain and washed the spider out, out came the sun and dried up all the rain, so I smashed that itsy spider right in it's stupid brain.
Some squarre-head gave a funny look when I was bitin' my toenails. Well hell, they gonna keep grrowin' if I don't!
Did you know that there's a small planet on the outskirts of a mystery system on the Fringe that was supposedly destroyed by a solar storm that got waaaaay out of hand. It just sort of built on itself, you know? It got bigger and bigger until it slammed into this poor planet, and when it did, it burned everything up. I've only seen mention of this planet in old files, and even then they aren't really reliable in the best of times. Mostly it's sandwiched in between headlines like 'Emperor Palpatine Found Living On Chandrilla, New Life as Family Man' and 'Darth Vader's Secret Letters to Crix Madine'. It's all very silly, but this notion of a dead planet is pretty nifty, don't you think? Half-heresy, half-unknown. It could be some dreamed-up story by the Galactic Enquirer, or it could be something else. Sometimes there's a small bit of truth in those things, I like to think.
Anyway, so this planet? They say it's a paradise now.
And no one knows where it is.
He's talking about some fairytale planet, and I've got sand in my processors still. I'll never get this stuff out!
You have my sympathies, fellow droid unit. My possessor took me to Tatooine on one occasion. The sand in my motor units caused so much abrasion that an entire servo cluster had to be replaced.
Sand truly is the bane of a droid's existence. Whether ground-based or air-based. At least there is another to share my woes with.
Oh mah gob!!!!! Lookit alla tha' ickle droidies!!!!!
TRIPPLES!!!! Why y' nah 'troduce mes t' y' new friends?? No hoggin', tis nah nice.
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