THIS IS AN EYES ONLY…oh, sod the Dark Angel stuff. :)
Unconfirmed rumor: Spike Tokyo has closed its doors. Supposedly 12 people were fired (probably the rest are heading to Sydney or other offices…)
An Atypical Life
the life and times of Joan Touzet
THIS IS AN EYES ONLY…oh, sod the Dark Angel stuff. :)
Unconfirmed rumor: Spike Tokyo has closed its doors. Supposedly 12 people were fired (probably the rest are heading to Sydney or other offices…)
I smell tea
Wohali: “Look into my eyes…you feel very, very sleepy. you are sinking deeper and deeper. the whites of my eyes remind you of the center of a boston creme donut. you are under my spell. the power of the donut compels you to seek out a krispy kreme. that’s right. you will get me the donuts. yes, the donuts. you will kill for donuts. what will you do for the donuts?”
Donut Slave: “Kill.”
Wohoali: “yes, that’s right. you breathe donuts.
Donut Slave: “I breathe donuts.”
Wohali: “yes, that’s right. they are your life blood. you feel weak against my powers. you shall bring me the donuts.”
Donut Slave: “bring donuts.”
Wohali: “good donut slave.”
(I always knew I’d figure out your secret power!)