WTF Weather and 25 Foods
May. 22nd, 2011 11:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crossover_chickOkay, I've been dying to get out of the house and up to the mall for a trip. I meant to go this past week, but the fact that it's been nothing but rain down here effectively killed those plans. This week looks better, sort of. I was hoping to go tomorrow, but I've been hearing conflicting reports on how nice it's going to be. Both seem to agree on some form of rain, though, and that Thursday should be pretty nice, so I think I'm gonna wait until Thursday. Ugh, if it could just be SUMMER already. . . .
-M: Memorial Day's coming up. That's sort of the semi-official start, right?-
For beachgoers, sure. God knows if the weather will actually cooperate, though.
Today was pretty quiet -- spent most of it looking up Alice stuff. Found a playthrough of the A:MR Storybook app. It's -- well, it's really for the benefit of those who HAVEN'T played AMA. I get the feeling the newspaper sections are the ones I'd be most interested in, and the quality was bad enough that I couldn't read those. *grumble*
-TTV: *looks traumatized*-
*wince* Hon, I told you not to watch over my shoulder. . . .
-TTV: How could they -- and she was a child at the time, not like they show --
-M2: *not getting it* What?-
Let's say one "mini-game" involves sticking leeches on her.
-TTV: *face in hands* I hate my time period.-
*patpat* All I can say is Dr. Wilson probably genuinely thought it would help. And you're not even the one dating an Alice -- God help me if![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
deadgirlsliekme or 8butterflyboy8 ever sees that shit.
-VDM: God help Mr. McGee, you mean.-
I think Alice has first dibs on giving him a bloody nose -- he's her creator, after all. Anyway, I think we need a dose of comedy after that -- I've been rereading funny food-related Victor things, so let's have an amusing 25 Foods:
2. Chocolate Syrup
“Where the hell is it?”
“Where the hell is what?” Doc asked, poking his head around the open refrigerator door.
Marty scowled up at him. “The chocolate syrup! Dee wanted some chocolate milk, so I offered to make us a couple of glasses. But now I can’t find the chocolate!” He rifled a bit through the door. “Didn’t we have a near-full bottle of the stuff yesterday?”
Doc frowned, steam hissing out behind him. “Yes, I could have sworn we did. Maybe it ended up in the back?”
“Tried there. You don’t think somebody accidentally put it in the freezer. . . .”
“What’s all the fuss about?”
Doc and Marty turned to see Alice behind them, looking curious. “You haven’t seen the chocolate syrup, have you Alice?” Marty asked. “I’m trying to make chocolate milk, but I can’t find the squeeze bottle.”
“The choc--”
Alice abruptly turned bright pink. “Oh! I know where it is. Just a moment.” She hurried out, leaving Doc and Marty staring after her.
A few minutes later, she reappeared, this time with an embarrassed-looking Victor in tow. He held out the missing bottle of flavoring to Marty. “S-sorry,” he said, blushing. “Alice and I were – u-using it earlier. I f-forgot to bring it back.”
“No harm done,” Doc said with a nod and a smile. “Just try and remember to return this sort of thing in the future.”
Victor and Alice both nodded, then made a hasty exit. Doc frowned after them. “They’re acting awfully strange over a missing bottle of syrup. . .what do you think they wanted it for?”
Marty shrugged. “Got me, Doc. And I ain’t going after them to ask. They probably rushed off so they could get back to grunting and groaning in their--”
It hit both of them at the same moment. Doc and Marty stared at each other, then down at the bottle of chocolate syrup.
It went into the trash without another word.
-TTV: O.O Forget the Alice app, God help you if DGV and Alice see this!-
*giggle* I know I'm asking for it, but I couldn't help myself! It's the first thing that popped into my mind when I saw the prompt, and I just had to run with it!
-D: *facepalm* You and your obsession with dipping people in chocolate.-
Hey, it's not just my obsession. Good old DG-Victor expressed an interest in this once.
-RPD: Wasn't that during that LOL candy incident with Clark?-
Still counts! Anyway, to give this some context, this is a future-musefic. This would happen shortly after DG-Victor and Alice finally got married. They appear to be a little sex-mad. (Though, really, read some of their stuff together and tell me they wouldn't be the type of newlyweds who'd slip off whenever they could for a quickie.) Poor Doc and Marty, all traumatized.
-VD: And wasting a good bottle of chocolate sauce.-
-M2: Oh no -- I ain't using anybody's sex sauce for my chocolate milk.-
Precisely what Museical was thinking there. Poor Dee suffers, but I'm sure we could come up with alternate flavorings. Probably could MAKE chocolate syrup, the place has to have cocoa. . . .
-RPM: Maybe we should tell them to buy two bottles and label 'em when things get to this point.-
LOL, maybe. Anyway, it's just a bit of fun that may or may not get me beaten with Alice's croquet mallet. Worth it, though! XD
And now -- huh, I dunno. I kinda planned this night around retiring early. Maybe I'll do some late-night Sims, build that other Steampunk Gulch college family and/or play some more EVL. Either that or tackle that damn "Grapes" prompt from this table -- deleted the fic I first came up with since I wasn't very good. Hmmm. . . .
-M: Memorial Day's coming up. That's sort of the semi-official start, right?-
For beachgoers, sure. God knows if the weather will actually cooperate, though.
Today was pretty quiet -- spent most of it looking up Alice stuff. Found a playthrough of the A:MR Storybook app. It's -- well, it's really for the benefit of those who HAVEN'T played AMA. I get the feeling the newspaper sections are the ones I'd be most interested in, and the quality was bad enough that I couldn't read those. *grumble*
-TTV: *looks traumatized*-
*wince* Hon, I told you not to watch over my shoulder. . . .
-TTV: How could they -- and she was a child at the time, not like they show --
-M2: *not getting it* What?-
Let's say one "mini-game" involves sticking leeches on her.
-TTV: *face in hands* I hate my time period.-
*patpat* All I can say is Dr. Wilson probably genuinely thought it would help. And you're not even the one dating an Alice -- God help me if
deadgirlsliekme or 8butterflyboy8 ever sees that shit.-VDM: God help Mr. McGee, you mean.-
I think Alice has first dibs on giving him a bloody nose -- he's her creator, after all. Anyway, I think we need a dose of comedy after that -- I've been rereading funny food-related Victor things, so let's have an amusing 25 Foods:
2. Chocolate Syrup
“Where the hell is it?”
“Where the hell is what?” Doc asked, poking his head around the open refrigerator door.
Marty scowled up at him. “The chocolate syrup! Dee wanted some chocolate milk, so I offered to make us a couple of glasses. But now I can’t find the chocolate!” He rifled a bit through the door. “Didn’t we have a near-full bottle of the stuff yesterday?”
Doc frowned, steam hissing out behind him. “Yes, I could have sworn we did. Maybe it ended up in the back?”
“Tried there. You don’t think somebody accidentally put it in the freezer. . . .”
“What’s all the fuss about?”
Doc and Marty turned to see Alice behind them, looking curious. “You haven’t seen the chocolate syrup, have you Alice?” Marty asked. “I’m trying to make chocolate milk, but I can’t find the squeeze bottle.”
“The choc--”
Alice abruptly turned bright pink. “Oh! I know where it is. Just a moment.” She hurried out, leaving Doc and Marty staring after her.
A few minutes later, she reappeared, this time with an embarrassed-looking Victor in tow. He held out the missing bottle of flavoring to Marty. “S-sorry,” he said, blushing. “Alice and I were – u-using it earlier. I f-forgot to bring it back.”
“No harm done,” Doc said with a nod and a smile. “Just try and remember to return this sort of thing in the future.”
Victor and Alice both nodded, then made a hasty exit. Doc frowned after them. “They’re acting awfully strange over a missing bottle of syrup. . .what do you think they wanted it for?”
Marty shrugged. “Got me, Doc. And I ain’t going after them to ask. They probably rushed off so they could get back to grunting and groaning in their--”
It hit both of them at the same moment. Doc and Marty stared at each other, then down at the bottle of chocolate syrup.
It went into the trash without another word.
-TTV: O.O Forget the Alice app, God help you if DGV and Alice see this!-
*giggle* I know I'm asking for it, but I couldn't help myself! It's the first thing that popped into my mind when I saw the prompt, and I just had to run with it!
-D: *facepalm* You and your obsession with dipping people in chocolate.-
Hey, it's not just my obsession. Good old DG-Victor expressed an interest in this once.
-RPD: Wasn't that during that LOL candy incident with Clark?-
Still counts! Anyway, to give this some context, this is a future-musefic. This would happen shortly after DG-Victor and Alice finally got married. They appear to be a little sex-mad. (Though, really, read some of their stuff together and tell me they wouldn't be the type of newlyweds who'd slip off whenever they could for a quickie.) Poor Doc and Marty, all traumatized.
-VD: And wasting a good bottle of chocolate sauce.-
-M2: Oh no -- I ain't using anybody's sex sauce for my chocolate milk.-
Precisely what Museical was thinking there. Poor Dee suffers, but I'm sure we could come up with alternate flavorings. Probably could MAKE chocolate syrup, the place has to have cocoa. . . .
-RPM: Maybe we should tell them to buy two bottles and label 'em when things get to this point.-
LOL, maybe. Anyway, it's just a bit of fun that may or may not get me beaten with Alice's croquet mallet. Worth it, though! XD
And now -- huh, I dunno. I kinda planned this night around retiring early. Maybe I'll do some late-night Sims, build that other Steampunk Gulch college family and/or play some more EVL. Either that or tackle that damn "Grapes" prompt from this table -- deleted the fic I first came up with since I wasn't very good. Hmmm. . . .
