I got kicked by a goat and spat on by an alpaca today.
Some of it went in my mouth.
v 4.03: proof if needed that not all roleplayers lead interesting lives
I got kicked by a goat and spat on by an alpaca today.
Some of it went in my mouth.
Had to sign a secrecy contract not to reveal what I saw today.
Got licked by a giraffe and slapped a rhino today.
When all the governments of the world are shouting out some version of, “Get out of Tokyo, get out NOW!” – you listen.

I met Dr Karl and Paul Robinson

Wondering if I’m about to regret ordering the only dish on the menu with no description – just “Alexander the Greatest’s favourite meal.”
We just swerved across the road because Kat tried to point out a cow.. but forgot to let go of the steering wheel with her pointing hand.
I’m a very nervous passenger right now!
Headline in the local paper: Townsville has run out of XXXX beer and the lettuce McDonald’s uses in their burgers.
Townsville as we know it is teetering on the edge of chaos, I’m expecting rioting in the streets any minute now.
Time to start hoarding toilet paper.
Spent the afternoon swimming beneath a waterfall on a tropical rainforest island.
Not sure how worried I should be that my chiropractor uses the same neck twist I’ve seen Schwarzenegger use to kill people in at least a dozen movies.