And she certainly could kick all the staff in the face and make them fall down. Heck, it may not have a face, but given a little time she could probably make the Love Tower fall down with enough kicking. Really, that’s poor phrasing on Sweetheart’s part.
“Time Boring” would be pretty good to know in Boring, Oregon. Though they do have a bank there, so Boring does know the time. (It’s close to a really cool Safeway.)
Time Boning… sounds like a time-travelling werewolf romance to me! And *we* live in a world where people write smutty novels about time-travelling werewolf SEALs.
In the Narboniverse, there’s probably a *convention* for them (and, possibly, a shadow department of the Veteran’s Affairs)… wait, does that mean Sweetheart’s goblin smut is actually an autobiography?
That’s unfair. Unity could hella kick H.T. in the face and make him fall down.
And she certainly could kick all the staff in the face and make them fall down. Heck, it may not have a face, but given a little time she could probably make the Love Tower fall down with enough kicking. Really, that’s poor phrasing on Sweetheart’s part.
Yeah, I think Sweetheart’s wrong, here. She should just let Unity kick all the face.
Unity may be the best management tool she has.
Hey, at least she didn’t name it the nucleic love tower. Right? Right?
…anyone?
… or the Baryonic Love Tower. That would sound too eerily like Byronic Love Tower.
Which in my mind has now become Bariatric Love Tower, coming this fall to TLC.
I figured it meant she’s be making robots and they’d be making out.
No, she’s making robots then getting frustrated that they’re too square to be making out.
Ms. Jones is still at large…so, I guess, is Imogene…and the issue of The Cure is still on the table.
What does the calendar say? Because it looks like it says “Time Boning” to me. That can’t be right … Can it?
Might be “Fine Dining”
Zoomed in on my phone, it looks liker Time Boring—which sorta makes sense in a couple levels—or Time Bozing, which doesn’t.
“Time Boring” would be pretty good to know in Boring, Oregon. Though they do have a bank there, so Boring does know the time. (It’s close to a really cool Safeway.)
It might be a novelty calendar from one of her goblin romance series.
I’m not sure if that’s less disturbing or more, actually.
Time Boning… sounds like a time-travelling werewolf romance to me! And *we* live in a world where people write smutty novels about time-travelling werewolf SEALs.
In the Narboniverse, there’s probably a *convention* for them (and, possibly, a shadow department of the Veteran’s Affairs)… wait, does that mean Sweetheart’s goblin smut is actually an autobiography?
“kicking won’t help because she filed a WT-Z form, correctly filled out, and in triplicate!”