OOOH, Gig-gles. . . .
Jul. 9th, 2003 08:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crossover_chickI think I have something for you. *drags in Jamie, tied up*
-Jamie: Help!-
All right, Scottie, what was that meeting about?
-Jamie: I swore ne'er to tell.-
We have -- ways -- of making you talk. *pulls out bottle of blue liquid* Open those pearly whites.
*Abruptly jumped on by VampDoc*
-VD: *wrestling Vic to the ground* Jamie, run!-
*Jamie hops away as fast as he can. VampDoc and Vicky wrestle, until VampDoc realizes Vicky's enjoying it.*
Damn it. He distracted me,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gigs_83. Try using K-9.
-Jamie: Help!-
All right, Scottie, what was that meeting about?
-Jamie: I swore ne'er to tell.-
We have -- ways -- of making you talk. *pulls out bottle of blue liquid* Open those pearly whites.
*Abruptly jumped on by VampDoc*
-VD: *wrestling Vic to the ground* Jamie, run!-
*Jamie hops away as fast as he can. VampDoc and Vicky wrestle, until VampDoc realizes Vicky's enjoying it.*
Damn it. He distracted me,
gigs_83. Try using K-9.
