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Originally Posted by montsnmags
Okay. I'll only say this once more unless I need to say it again later.
You are invited.
Your presence is required.
This "invite" has been sent down every pants leg of the trousers of time and personally directed at every version of you, including the one with the uncountable appendages and exoskeleton (God of Gods, OmegaGeoffC, Lord of the Beach, Bringer of the Claws of Mortality, Tastes Good With Garlic Butter).
My Estate is large and patched through to every pants leg. There is more cutlery on my dinner table (OmegaGeoffC has requested that the crab-fork be absent) than there are atoms in several universes.
YOU WILL BE THERE! (in fact, since it will be occurring in the past, I can assure you that you were there).
So, everyone, enough with the "I'm not sure I want to go to this party". You are. You were. Now shut-up and enjoy.
[mumbles "Godsdamn them I slave over a hot stove for several months trying to bring a little jolly darkness into the lives of all these sentient meatbags and this is the kind of thanks I get sometimes I think it's just not worth the bother and I should just stop pumping Cthulhu full of Long Island Iced Ennui and let him have at them all ungrateful bastards mumblegrumble..."]
Cheers,
Marc
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Or as we said long ago, "Be there or be square."