It started innocently enough. I hit lvl 22 on my smuggler Rivaini and said “wooo 22!” in guild chat. One of my guildies has since begun calling me Zecora, and I decided I just had to do this…say hello to Zecora the Trooper. With that hairstyle, she HAD to be a badass. Too bad I couldn’t find a closer cutie mark tattoo.
Also, I will now always announce my levels in rhyme.
Between Steve Miller, and Ratshag’s patented Friday Night Drunken Singins, this came to my head last night.
Corso: Some people call me a space cowboy…
Riv: Some call me the gangster of loooove…
C2-N2: Some people call me Maurice…this is just silly master noone’s ever called me Maurice!
Minimech CE: Beep…beeeeeeep
Risha: ‘cause I speak, of the pompitous of loooove
Bowdarr: Howwwwwwwl
Does anyone else find it strangely convenient that the CDC says we SHOULD prepare for the Zombie Apocalypse in the same week that “The Rapture” is supposed to arrive signaling the end of the world as we know it?.
I suggest watching Zombieland and following the rules! I don’t suggest watching this video if you’re squeamish, or easily offended by language.
How about some advice on how to kill a zombie without a lot of blood or a gun? This one is safe from the above warning.
And you’ll want to keep CLEAN…
And always follow the buddy system..
I am adding a new word to the language. Also, because I’m that nice, I’m including the definition.
Suckituptitude- ability to deal with all manner of jackassery, tomfoolery, bullshit and hassle without whining to the command that you need your husband home immediately. Can be handled with or without whining, but preferably with wine.
This came about because, as usual…he is gone and something has gone wrong. The dog seems to have some tummy trouble. It is of course FRIDAY. Which means no vets are open until Monday. Except the ones that require payment body parts and a co signer to walk in the door. All of these vets are…off post. I have never driven out there. Nope, not in four years. Oh wait, once, to get my car home, but I was following him. Anyhow, in the course of telling him he should be able to just come home…it went something like this
Me: Shadow’s sick, the Vets are all closed, I can’t drive off post, you need to come home. This sucks.
Hunny: I know
Me: It’s freaking me out
Hunny: I know
Me: Come homeeeee
Hunny: I caaaan’t
Me: Not even if I whine?
Hunny: Think a doc would sign a red cross message for excessive whining?
Me: Hell I’ve seen it work for spouses that don’t have NEAR my level of suckituptitude.
So there you go. Today’s message brought to you by the letters S.U.C.K.S.
Horribly, Horribly wrong…though Varric seems to have the best spot.
You’ll put your eye out kid!!
That’s my character to the left. Cara Hawke. The cast here is Varric, Fenris, and Isabela.
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