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Shawn giggles when the door snaps shot. But it's alright to giggle because he giggles with offense! Which sounds pretty much like giggling anyway.

He spins his award, turning on his heels and waving it at Gus while walking the hallway backwards to face his friend. "Most clueless! I cannot believe these people! I mean, I mean look at me! Do I look like a clueless person to you? I am not a clueless person. I got it all figured out! The world, the cases, I mean, if I had been there Twin Peaks wouldn't have even lasted one single episode!"

He bumps against a doorframe and ow!s for a moment, shaking his head. "We gotta keep this out of sight. I mean, not out of sight, because clearly owning a golden donkey is just what our office chi needs. Trust me. What I mean is out of sight from dad. Oh my God, can you believe what it'd be like? Him seeing this? He'd hang around the office all day, trying to, oh my gosh, do you think he'd get the nasty idea of tutoring us?" He points at his prize. "This thing? Has to go. But at the same time hasn't."

Shawn frowns, clearly thinking before his eyes widen and he raises a finger, his face lighting up with an idea. "Dude, I got it! Go get some gaffer tape. We'll just hide what it's for, like, stick it over the 'most clueless' so it does nothing but looking shiny in the office's shelf!"
head_psychic: (pout)
[In response to this and this.]
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It's a snowglobe.

It's an actual snowglobe.

If this wasn't so seriously screwed up Shawn might have even laughed. He checks his pulse, his breath, his heartbeat, takes a good long look at every vein he can find, excluding every possibility whatsoever that he has been drugged mindless. That only leaves two possibilities: Either he has lost his mind or he is trapped in a freaking snowglobe.

Just... without the snow. And the water.

Either that or he has some weird multidimensional perception going on that lets him breath underwater and still feel like there's air around him. Maybe that's it. Or maybe not, since that would suck, given the fact this his surrounding is supposed to be some kind of beach. Snow would probably look quite strange, now that he thinks about it.

Well. )
head_psychic: (pout)
You do realized you probably summoned Apocalypse?

I mean, I got nominated for Most Clueless?

I hope you are all satisfied. You have upset the spiritual world, have unbalanced it's precious balance, turned to the dark side and will soon be in need of a Darth Vader breathing... thing. Mr. T will haunt your dreams when he's not too busy playing WoW and the Ghostbusters won't have to fear unemployment in the near future. I had to give out tissues to outraged specters. And they are louder than New York in a Flavour of Love reunion. (Also, prettier.)

Gus, we need a bigger sign outside the office. Where it says:

"Private psychic INVESTIGATION. <- Means, we solve things."

Do you read newspapers? Have you just missed out or simply disregarded the countless cases I've solved?

Or does most clueless refer to hazardous mating ritual code talk where you say "penguin" but mean "make a headstand and lick each other's toes because in some ancient cultures that is used as an aphrodisiac"? In that case you can give me the prize.

Also, I still need a date for the event. Settled.

Score!

Dec. 8th, 2007 07:07 pm
head_psychic: (grin)
I scored at this month's Tammy Awards! In the weird category of High Jumping to Conclusions.

Which is awesome since I am absolutely certain that "jumping to conclusions" refers to my indispensable psychic help when it comes to solving cases and not to rash acting. Or jumping, because nobody measured how high I can jump. Not that I can't jump high! My legs are quite muscular and brawny. Whoever has seen pictures of my foot and ankle modeling career will happily agree on that.

Thank you all! That really made my day!

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