Stranger_Lady_Endare
thaskarin
Stranger_Lady_Endare
thaskarin
((Have a good... hopefully non tofurky induced food coma.))
((the guys decided on ham sweatdrop im the only girl in the house and the cook but thats what i get for sending them shopping stressed ))
((ah help in the kitchen what i would give for that))
((Unforunately that help would be from a clumsy culinary apprentice.))
((And now for something completely different.))
Ashby walks into the bar. HE stretches and strides to the bar. Even worse he's struggling with a pair of high heels and is barely not falling down.
"Ah, among the times I spouted the Hush word I wonder what else is in store for me? Am I gonna turn into a sledgehammer-"
As soon as he said it Ashby turned into a sledgehammer with his clothes, and high heels falling to the ground. Even more to his dismay the song of the same name by Peter Gabriel starts playing out of nowhere. On top of that the establishment's lights start to focus on him as if some kind of spotlight.
"Crap, I thought this nutty curse applied to when I was CARRYING a sledgehammer not turning into one in addition."
Ashby groaned as he lay on the floor.