The Hive is (realy) Dead! Long Live the Hive Mind!

[hafrogman]

That's strike three. You're out. Turn in your fez.

But. . . but. . .

I can't live without my Fez!

 

[Angel Tarragon]

But. . . but. . .

I can't live without my Fez!

Don't worry froggy, I'll let you keep your Fez.

 

[Aeson]

She can't join.


We're out of rubber gloves and the eels are off. You'd need to pick some up at the store on your way there.

That doesn't mean she can't join. It just means we'll have to wait for the hazing.

 

[Aeson]

But. . . but. . .

I can't live without my Fez!

Yes that fez you can keep. Put him back in his closet.

 

[Aeson]

See my rule number one:

*hold up middle finger*

How rude.

Actually the email had nothing to do with either subject.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

Actually the email had nothing to do with either subject.

Oh.

 

[hafrogman]

Put him back in his closet.

I don't know what you're talking about. That outfit is MAD stylin', yo.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

I don't know what you're talking about. That outfit is MAD stylin', yo.

And quite hilariously, I am listening to 70s music right now.

Boogie Wonderland.

 

[Aeson]

I don't know what you're talking about. That outfit is MAD stylin', yo.

No comment.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

No comment.

I take it you aren't a fan of That 70s Show. :\