Quote: harleykwin said: hey, can you use that money at that rkmb-fest? Oh, wait. There has to be an rkmb-fest in the first place in order for you to use it...no pressure, Pete!
Ah-HAH!!! I knew we'd find common ground!!!
yay! C'mon Pete, this truce lies in your hands, now...
Dear, sweet Harley Kwink...I'm madly in love with you. Marry me! We can go to Canadia. Or Boston or something. It'll be grand...You know the cookies are a given. They are ALWAYS a given. You could dump me tomorrow and you'd still get the cookies. Boston..shit, wherever dyke weddings were legalized. And where better to rub their little piggie noses in how bad they suck than right on their doorstep? What are they gonna do? Be jealous of you? Stare furiously at your tah-tahs? Not willingly give you cookies, but instead begrudgingly give you their cookies? Woman, time to wake up to the powers you wield - Uschi
