For the Fuck You

[anagramofbrat]

Dear pimply hipster boys that play WoW,

Deciding to give me shit on a crowded street IRL for wearing my Night Elf Dance shirt does not make you cool, all that, or any more likely to impress a lady in your lifetime. Especially not one with as good of a rack as those very same night elves you are deriding are dancing across. Go back to your hidey holes and cry your sorrows to Onyxia or someone else with more patience for that sort of bullshit than I have.

No Love,

Andee


You know what, fuck the Horde. I swear 90 percent of you are supercilious self-important douchebags. Pro-tip, just because your characters teeth protrude from their jaws at horrifying angles does not magically make you some how better than me just because I like playing what are essentially Azerothan Na'vi. ITS A GAME. LRN2haveagoddamnreallife. >:P

In less annoying news, dispensed with a gorgeous day between the Drükidz and a trip to Northampton to hang with the fantastic and fabulous sarahmaclean. We laughed, we cried, we snarked, it was good good times.

Also just got off the phone with Dad, who spent the last twenty or so minutes being very very VERY excited about the iPad all over me. And Vivian Leigh. And his usual obsession Bette Davis. And the usual "whenyoucomingdownyou'rebringingDrewright?" oh, Daddy. *gigglefacepalm*

6:35... off to find something rpductive to do with the remainder of my afternoon evening...

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[bottledgoose.livejournal.com]

I misread that as "herpes dorks." *gigglesnrrk*