| sticky post - jack |
[10:59pm Tuesday, June 16th, 2020] |
"You've reached Jack Sloper, except you haven't really reached him, since he's too lazy to write his own message. This is really Ernie Macmillan, picking up the slack, since I'm sure some people might want to get in touch with him and it wouldn't be fair if they couldn't. Jack's out busy (looking for a job if he knows what's good for him) or busy doing -"
(Seriously how can someone without a job be busy? He does nothing all day! If you want to see busy, talk to me - actually don't talk to me, because I am actually BUSY)
- something. Perhaps. Anyway. Leave a message."
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| sticky post - Ter |
[12:25am Tuesday, June 16th, 2020] |
"You've reached Terence Higgs. I'm either not here, or deliberately ignoring you. Please leave all invitations to parties, outrageously flattering comments, business venture ideas, and other miscellaneous messages here."
Note: marriage proposals are a waste of time, as I am a) already married - I have NO IDEA why Witch Weekly keep featuring me in their eligible bachelors issue (perhaps they're in denial?), no idea at all - and b) I like to do the proposing."
If you have pictures of me participating in acts of dubious morality and definitely bad P.R. and wish to talk blackmail terms, you're out of luck, because frankly, everyone's already seen them."
Anyway, like I said, I'll get back to you. Wait - I didn't actually say that, did I? So I probably won't, though I have great respect for people who try their luck."
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[11:13pm Tuesday, October 28th, 2008] |
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According to this, if E/S had a baby, he would look like ( this )
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| Mash meme - ernie |
[1:42pm Tuesday, June 17th, 2008] |
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| 10 questions |
[1:04am Monday, June 2nd, 2008] |
We were all promised things if we did this. I get a bottle of beer, Macmillan gets a new stick up his arse, Higgs gets a girlfriend and Sloper gets a brain cell for each question that we answer. Of course, it's irresponsible to agree to answer questions when the letter-writing exercise went so well (no, I haven't finished it, but I see neither have you done all of yours, Macmillan, so fuck off) but free beer, man. You just can't say no.
What's what:
1. If you go here the machine will give you 10 shiny random numbers between 1-100, but only if you're clever enough to put in the right parameters.
2. Then we'll answer the corresponding questions from here, for your nosy pleasure.
Different sets of random numbers for each person you wanna ask questions of, please.
-Flint
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| Letter 'meme' |
[1:12am Tuesday, May 27th, 2008] |
The nice thing about being filthy rich is that you can sit around all day, finding new and creative ways to amuse yourself while the rest of the world is busy toiling. Fun!
Letters are fun, aren't they? Especially when they don't say anything important, and I get to read them, whether they're addressed to me or not. So here's the deal, sweets:
a) pick one of us (me)
b) pick one of you
and one of us will write you a letter. Simple, no? Also, because I'm in a fantastically generous mood, you even get to pick what type of letter you want. Now, if that's not VIP service, I'll eat my hat*.
-Terence Howell Higgs, esq.
*Hat is made out of pie and gravy.
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| An introduction by Ernie H. Macmillan |
[9:25pm Thursday, May 22nd, 2008] |
This is not a character development journal, or a "cdj" as those of you in the know frequently call it, but a place where myself and my fellow fictional entities can freely express our opinions without fear of being squashed under the tyrannical thumb of our ruthless oppressor, who has gone on holiday indefinitely. (Permit me to let out a small cheer.)
Even though this is obviously a shared space, where everyone is allowed an equal say, I do believe you will see me most of all, because I am the only one with any intelligence and the rest of them are all lazy (Higgs), drunk (Flint) and easily forgotten (everyone else who I've failed to mention).
So, to make ourselves comfortable, and to make you comfortable with the notion of talking to us directly (you don't need to talk to her! Really!), I present a meme:
Ask any of us any questions, and we'll answer truthfully. Except Flint. He probably won't. Neither might Higgs. But I will. Maybe. Depends what you'll ask and whether it'll affect my chances of Ministry promotion or not.
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