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[napoleonherself]

Someone is screaming incoherently and at great length outside.

Note the time.

Man, I love living here.

Comments

[yansa.livejournal.com]

Oops. Sorry about that. The SKEIN of YARN at the SALVATION ARMY THRIFT STORE told me that I was to be the new Sun Tzu, and, hey, how can you expound on the art of war if you don't have a zombie army to do your bidding? And how do you get zombies if you don't SCREAM REAL LOUD near a complex of apartments? I scream, you scream, we all scream for zombies! And everybody knows the best time to scream for zombies is 1:22 a.m. Central Daylight Time. It's in the Book of Mormon, in bright blue print. So, you see, I couldn't help it. Also, poodles.

[napoleonherself.livejournal.com]

The yarn lied, though. LIED! Really, you are not the new Sun Tzu, you are the new Coke. You are to be marketed extensively, only for consumers to not like you. The zombies come into it when you decide to get back at everyone for not wanting to drink large quantities of your sweet caffeinated essence.

And on the subject of zombies and poodles,

[imasleepviking.livejournal.com]

Was it a TANGLED SKEIN and as Sun Tzu do you WIELD a RED SWORD?

[yansa.livejournal.com]

YES and NO. The SKEIN tangles SO

... but the SWORD is INFRA-RED

[imasleepviking.livejournal.com]

you ever feel the wind of a joke passing over your head?

(i hope it did or i'll feel like an ass)