Sorry...couldn't find it on Uncensored...just realized that I had it zapped, there, since I had it networked here.
Did this room go away?
Yes. It is a figment of your imagination.
Perhaps you have consumed too much vodka (complete with hot pink amoebas floating in it).
Of course! Hot Pink Amoebas are best kept in their natural environment, immersed in copious amounts of alcohol.
What it really all comes down to is that I just want two things:
1. A tree that grows marshmallows instead of leaves.
True, I'm not much of a sweet tooth, but think about it ... you get the campfire going and pull a few branches down, and the marshmallows are already on the sticks. This would be awesome.
2. A "universal detonator."
When I push the button, whatever I'm looking at explodes. I'm pretty sure Michael Bay has one of these, and I want one too. There's nothing that couldn't be made more awesome by the addition of explosions (and I think Mr. Bay agrees).
The closest thing to a universal detonator that I have managed to acquire is a C++ compiler.
Hm... this is true, if not entirely universal.
I made a lovely pot of oatmeal this morning.
This is the day I'm working from home this week, so I put a pot on the stove and let it simmer. The can says "steel-cut oats" but I prefer the colloquial name for the product: "pinhead oats." Who wouldn't prefer that name?
As soon as the porridge was finished cooking, this little blond girl showed up in my house trying to steal it. I fed her to the bears.
"Bed full of bondage" would have made that story so much better, but it is your story.
I should be so lucky.