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[Jeremy757]

(Whacks the Hive with a stick)

Meow?

Anyone here?

Im here.

How are you?

 

[Ao the Overkitty]

Okay.

Trying to find ways to amuse myself tonight.

 

[Ao the Overkitty]

After all, you can only tweak backup characters for so long before it gets boring.

I could work on my adventure, but I've got all week for that.

 

[Jeremy757]

Okay.

Trying to find ways to amuse myself tonight.

...mind out of the gutter
...mind out of the gutter
...mind out of the gutter

 

[Jeremy757]

After all, you can only tweak backup characters for so long before it gets boring.

I could work on my adventure, but I've got all week for that.

Yes but then youll say that to yourself tommorow and then wednesday, and then thursday, and then friday, and then where will you be. Without an adventure.

 

[Skade]

Ah. so this is the hive; where you can rack up post counts into the thousands.

Great place for insomnia?

Among other things. Insomnia, mild anxiety, game addiction, and chocolism and many more are also solved, or encouraged depending on our whim.

 

[Mista Collins]

Geez, I dosed off for a while there and didn't realize I was not alone. How is the hive tonight, today, or whatever you want to call it?

Yes but then youll say that to yourself tommorow and then wednesday, and then thursday, and then friday, and then where will you be. Without an adventure.

Procrastination is not a right, it is a privilege.

 

[Ao the Overkitty]

Yes but then youll say that to yourself tommorow and then wednesday, and then thursday, and then friday, and then where will you be. Without an adventure.

True, that's usually how it is. Usually its thursday or friday and I realize I need to get my ideas down on word file. Then I spend most of thursday & friday doing that.

Ah, procrastination. It's just so much fun.

 

[Ao the Overkitty]

But hey, if I don't procrastinate, no one will do it for me.

 

[Jeremy757]

I think I met these old broads once:

Sitting on the side of the highway waiting to catch speeding drivers, a State Police Officer sees a car puttering along at 22 MPH. He thinks to himself, "This driver is just as dangerous as a speeder!" So he turns on his lights and pulls the driver over.

Approaching the car, he notices that there are five old ladies -- two in the front seat and three in the back - eyes wide and white as ghosts.

The driver, obviously confused, says to him, "Officer, I don't understand, I was doing exactly the speed limit! What seems to be the problem?"

"Ma'am," the officer replies, "You weren't speeding, but you should know that driving slower than the speed limit can also be a danger to other drivers."

"Slower than the speed limit?" she asked. No sir, I was doing the speed limit exactly... Twenty-Two miles an hour!" the old woman says a bit proudly. The State Police officer, trying to contain a chuckle explains to her that "22" was the route number, not the speed limit. A bit embarrassed, the woman grinned and thanked the officer for pointing out her error.

"But before I let you go, Ma'am, I have to ask... Is everyone in this car ok? These women seem awfully shaken and they haven't muttered a single peep this whole time." the officer asks.

"Oh, they'll be alright in a minute officer. We just got off Route 119."