My imagination can beat up your imagination.
Thursday, July 12th, 2007 00:39![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sofiavioletCory:
What's new?
Sofia Blackthorne:
Very little.
I have a lot of duplicate files because my backup process sucks. So I'm trying to free up hard drive space.
I'm grateful for the distraction you provide.
Cory:
I can perform a dance if it would help distract you more, although I warn you, my dance moves are classified as deadly weapons in 14 countries
Sofia Blackthorne
I think I can survive it.
But unless you have a webcam, I won't be able to see it.
Cory:
You have a very active imagination
Use it
Sofia Blackthorne:
:p
You don't want to tell me that...
Cory:
Don't I?
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination is banned by most major religious organizations.
Cory:
My imagination spawns pocket dimensions in which the basic physical laws do not apply, and small children are known to dissapear there forever
Sofia Blackthorne:
Pocket dimensions? Hmph. My imagination spawns entire universes with their own distinct laws of physics.
Cory:
My imagination once dipped a rival imagination's wife's hand into a jar of acid at a party.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination once swallowed fourteen live goldfish, to much applause (and some retching from more feeble-stomached audience members).
Cory:
My imagination lit himself on fire just to prove a point. He now uses the scars as an opening to pick up women.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination sticks its fingers in its ears when confronted with reality. Invariably, my imagination has found a way around reality within fifteen seconds.
Cory:
My imagination holds current record for most hot dogs eaten in ten minute, now 215,346. When asked how, he just winked knowingly.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination knows what you look like naked. And likes it.
Cory:
My imagination is the Alpha and the Omega
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination fancies itself Astarte on Tuesdays and Kwan Yin on Saturdays.
Cory:
My imagination speaks in a faux British accent. When questioned about it, he boxes the inquirers ears while uttering a constant stream of near gibberish, thus removing all doubt that he is, in fact, truly British
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination is French. Or maybe she just likes wine and wandering around her apartment-with-a-view-of-the-Eiffel-Tower in extravagant lingerie.
Cory:
My imagination wrestles water buffalo. When asked why, he responds that elephants are on the endagered species list for a reason.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination goes out dancing with a posse of glittery gay boys, and she invites any straight boy pretty enough to catch her eye to join in.
Cory:
My imagination turns pretty straight guys into glittery gay guys by merely ordering a beer.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination wants to learn that skill from your imagination. Except she want to be able to order mai tais.
Cory:
My imagination is a proffessional starship captain
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination is not the droid you're looking for.
Cory:
My imagination quite frankly, doesn't give a damn
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination is going to the moon in a tin can.
Cory:
My imagination makes friends with all the woodland creatures
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination once got into the internet, Though The Looking-Glass style.
Cory:
My imagination once killed the Jabberwocky, the Jub jub bird, and the frumious Bandersnatch with his bare hands!
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination is smart enough not to just chow down on some random cookies that say Eat Me.
Cory:
My imagination convinced the Queen of Hearts that, perhaps they should play golf instead.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination beat the Queen at croquet, but the Queen liked her dress too much to behead her right then.
Cory:
My imagination turned that Caterpillar's life around. He's off the dope, and has a successful job as a warehouse supervisor for a mid sized paper company in norther Pennsylvania
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination told Lewis Carroll to write about Alice.
Cory:
My imagination rejects your reality and substitutes his own. In this particular instance, he himself is Lewis Carroll
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination likes blowing things up.
Cory:
My imagination likes to drink orange juice, after he's brushed his teeth
Sofia Blackthorne:
When they burned my imagination at the stake, she had a whole bunch of gunpowder and nails hidden under her skirt. Showed them.
Cory:
Whe burned at the stake, my imagination feels only a pleasant tickling sensation. It is for that reason that he has planted evidence to get himself convicted as a witch in several dozen towns and hamlets in the Italian Alps
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination is famous for a certain fruit tree speech...
Cory:
My imagination cut down said fruit tree, and then lied about it to his father.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination is rumored to do tantric things with toad demons.
Cory:
My imagination is a famous actor who only takes roles as alchoholics. That way, he can deduct his massive bar tabs from his taxes under the guise of a work related expense. He calls it "character research."
Sofia Blackthorne:
My character knows it isn't kinky, it's method acting.
Cory:
My imagination bit a zombie.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination has recruited a personal army.
Cory:
My imagination created himself on a dare to see if he could make a wealthy, establishment, weapons manufacturing, hard drinking, womanising prick into someone who is likeable and a hero.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination was Clodia.
Cory:
My imagination wrote plays under the pseudonyms Sophecles, Aeschylus, and Euripides
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination told Aristotle he was wrong, but he didn't listen.
Cory:
Your imagination was Plato?
Sofia Blackthorne:
Hee, yes.
Cory:
My imagination once, in an attempt to break the world land speed record, drank and entire boat load of Redbull. The resulting crater is new referred to as the Hudson Bay.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination would like to bring <a href="http://community.livejournal.com/metaquotes/6183274.html">this</a> to your imagination's attention.
Shit.
My imagination also sucks at getting chat formatting right.
Cory:
My imagination has, in fact, climbed trees while drunk
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination thinks this conversation needs to be shared with the world.
Cory:
My imagination says go for it, because our imaginations are brilliant together
What's new?
Sofia Blackthorne:
Very little.
I have a lot of duplicate files because my backup process sucks. So I'm trying to free up hard drive space.
I'm grateful for the distraction you provide.
Cory:
I can perform a dance if it would help distract you more, although I warn you, my dance moves are classified as deadly weapons in 14 countries
Sofia Blackthorne
I think I can survive it.
But unless you have a webcam, I won't be able to see it.
Cory:
You have a very active imagination
Use it
Sofia Blackthorne:
:p
You don't want to tell me that...
Cory:
Don't I?
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination is banned by most major religious organizations.
Cory:
My imagination spawns pocket dimensions in which the basic physical laws do not apply, and small children are known to dissapear there forever
Sofia Blackthorne:
Pocket dimensions? Hmph. My imagination spawns entire universes with their own distinct laws of physics.
Cory:
My imagination once dipped a rival imagination's wife's hand into a jar of acid at a party.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination once swallowed fourteen live goldfish, to much applause (and some retching from more feeble-stomached audience members).
Cory:
My imagination lit himself on fire just to prove a point. He now uses the scars as an opening to pick up women.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination sticks its fingers in its ears when confronted with reality. Invariably, my imagination has found a way around reality within fifteen seconds.
Cory:
My imagination holds current record for most hot dogs eaten in ten minute, now 215,346. When asked how, he just winked knowingly.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination knows what you look like naked. And likes it.
Cory:
My imagination is the Alpha and the Omega
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination fancies itself Astarte on Tuesdays and Kwan Yin on Saturdays.
Cory:
My imagination speaks in a faux British accent. When questioned about it, he boxes the inquirers ears while uttering a constant stream of near gibberish, thus removing all doubt that he is, in fact, truly British
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination is French. Or maybe she just likes wine and wandering around her apartment-with-a-view-of-the-Eiffel-Tower in extravagant lingerie.
Cory:
My imagination wrestles water buffalo. When asked why, he responds that elephants are on the endagered species list for a reason.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination goes out dancing with a posse of glittery gay boys, and she invites any straight boy pretty enough to catch her eye to join in.
Cory:
My imagination turns pretty straight guys into glittery gay guys by merely ordering a beer.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination wants to learn that skill from your imagination. Except she want to be able to order mai tais.
Cory:
My imagination is a proffessional starship captain
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination is not the droid you're looking for.
Cory:
My imagination quite frankly, doesn't give a damn
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination is going to the moon in a tin can.
Cory:
My imagination makes friends with all the woodland creatures
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination once got into the internet, Though The Looking-Glass style.
Cory:
My imagination once killed the Jabberwocky, the Jub jub bird, and the frumious Bandersnatch with his bare hands!
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination is smart enough not to just chow down on some random cookies that say Eat Me.
Cory:
My imagination convinced the Queen of Hearts that, perhaps they should play golf instead.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination beat the Queen at croquet, but the Queen liked her dress too much to behead her right then.
Cory:
My imagination turned that Caterpillar's life around. He's off the dope, and has a successful job as a warehouse supervisor for a mid sized paper company in norther Pennsylvania
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination told Lewis Carroll to write about Alice.
Cory:
My imagination rejects your reality and substitutes his own. In this particular instance, he himself is Lewis Carroll
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination likes blowing things up.
Cory:
My imagination likes to drink orange juice, after he's brushed his teeth
Sofia Blackthorne:
When they burned my imagination at the stake, she had a whole bunch of gunpowder and nails hidden under her skirt. Showed them.
Cory:
Whe burned at the stake, my imagination feels only a pleasant tickling sensation. It is for that reason that he has planted evidence to get himself convicted as a witch in several dozen towns and hamlets in the Italian Alps
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination is famous for a certain fruit tree speech...
Cory:
My imagination cut down said fruit tree, and then lied about it to his father.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination is rumored to do tantric things with toad demons.
Cory:
My imagination is a famous actor who only takes roles as alchoholics. That way, he can deduct his massive bar tabs from his taxes under the guise of a work related expense. He calls it "character research."
Sofia Blackthorne:
My character knows it isn't kinky, it's method acting.
Cory:
My imagination bit a zombie.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination has recruited a personal army.
Cory:
My imagination created himself on a dare to see if he could make a wealthy, establishment, weapons manufacturing, hard drinking, womanising prick into someone who is likeable and a hero.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination was Clodia.
Cory:
My imagination wrote plays under the pseudonyms Sophecles, Aeschylus, and Euripides
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination told Aristotle he was wrong, but he didn't listen.
Cory:
Your imagination was Plato?
Sofia Blackthorne:
Hee, yes.
Cory:
My imagination once, in an attempt to break the world land speed record, drank and entire boat load of Redbull. The resulting crater is new referred to as the Hudson Bay.
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination would like to bring <a href="http://community.livejournal.com/metaquotes/6183274.html">this</a> to your imagination's attention.
Shit.
My imagination also sucks at getting chat formatting right.
Cory:
My imagination has, in fact, climbed trees while drunk
Sofia Blackthorne:
My imagination thinks this conversation needs to be shared with the world.
Cory:
My imagination says go for it, because our imaginations are brilliant together
