First Class TP
Trials and Tribulations of Second Life, pt. 2: Teleportation
(or: Your SL with a Grain of Salt)
Hubert Crackanthorpe: You better hold on tightly to this rocket, Buns, until we are at Dollholic. By the way: you just lost Bunicornbuns and your purse.
Bunbuns: I am sorry, Daddy, but I am spotting a pimple. First things first. I am in a bit of a panic right now. Can't have an ugly Buns.
Hubert Crackanthorpe: A pimple? You're worried about a pimple?! Look at yourself. You're CRACKED, Buns. Like a porcelain doll. You already fell off twice while waving at those teleporting sex tourists from Mumbai.
Bunbuns: But... that's good right...Daddy? You said so the other day. It was some compliment you gave me.
Hubert Crackanthorpe: I said *terrible engine noise* 'you s*ck like a cr*ck wh*re', Buns. Something entirely different.
Bunbuns: Oh. Really? The things I learn from you, Daddy! *smiles happily and focuses on the pimple*
Space Soundz: Melvins - Interstellar Overdrive (Pink Floyd cover)
First Class TP
Trials and Tribulations of Second Life, pt. 2: Teleportation
(or: Your SL with a Grain of Salt)
Hubert Crackanthorpe: You better hold on tightly to this rocket, Buns, until we are at Dollholic. By the way: you just lost Bunicornbuns and your purse.
Bunbuns: I am sorry, Daddy, but I am spotting a pimple. First things first. I am in a bit of a panic right now. Can't have an ugly Buns.
Hubert Crackanthorpe: A pimple? You're worried about a pimple?! Look at yourself. You're CRACKED, Buns. Like a porcelain doll. You already fell off twice while waving at those teleporting sex tourists from Mumbai.
Bunbuns: But... that's good right...Daddy? You said so the other day. It was some compliment you gave me.
Hubert Crackanthorpe: I said *terrible engine noise* 'you s*ck like a cr*ck wh*re', Buns. Something entirely different.
Bunbuns: Oh. Really? The things I learn from you, Daddy! *smiles happily and focuses on the pimple*
Space Soundz: Melvins - Interstellar Overdrive (Pink Floyd cover)