I find it quite amusing that miles away from all associations with vampire and werewolf, I find myself in a bar, talking white wolf (or listening as it were) with three Canadians.
Is it a case of the “never notice until you know it” phenomenon – you know, like when you buy a car you’d never heard of before the dealer introduced it to you, then suddenly you see them everywhere on the roads. Or is it a conspiracy; we will suck you in, just give us time?!
For now, just notching it up to yet another bizarre day in lala land.
It’s a conspiracy. Fortunately, it’s a conspiracy that doesn’t kill you when you get bored of it and start taking the piss. 🙂
So a friendly conspiracy then?!
bad futon
no biscuit
Yeah. friendly and self-deprecating. Hey, if everybody else is going to take the piss, you may as well join in. 🙂