Calling all martians!
Gar hasn't said a word for months, and now brendar's blog has fallen off the face of the internet. I am worried. This world needs all the interplanetary interaction it can get.
posted by Jeanne at 00:31
posted by Jeanne at 00:31
17 Comments:
i know. i am scared that i ran them off. maybe they think i am a bad associate now. i hope not. i can just promise not to talk to them anymore if they'll only come back.
You're next.
Which of us is next, pray tell?
Fille,
You are the best of associates. Don't worry.
Don't worry, Jeanne, you won't be next. I'm watching out for you.
Joe,
I am relieved.
Right. I've changed my mind. joe, YOU'RE next.
Long live Jam.
How do I know anonymous is anonymous? I mean, couldn't you give yourselves numbers, or cute, individual names? This could give rise to much confusion and deception. One disguised as anonymous, appearing to be nonanonymous, claiming to have been anonymous. My head is spinning.
Key word: "Jam." Unless someone is playing word games, or should we say, mind games
Ah, yes, the apparently nonanonymous jam. Well, I did have my suspicions. But I miss the trademark.
Jam lives. Now, back to my original point which was Jeanne, you're next.
I am quaking like jam, I am.
Steve,
The original flavour of jam was Festinog. Yummy. It may have changed ownership, and ingredients.
Casting spells? Is that what we are doing here? Tantalizing idea.
For the record, two of the three anonymous comments were from me. One wasn't. You decided which.
There can be Only One.
Jam.
For the record, who the fuck are you, and what am I next for?
In other words, if you're Mr. F, you are very close to owing me an apology, and if you're anyone else at all, piss off.
Or fess up.
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