You guys, I’m totally Slogging from Heaven! It’s so great here, this place is like a giant Holodeck! I’m riding around on a T-Rex with my husband Malcolm Reynolds, and writing this post just by thinking about it! Next I’m having drinks with Starbuck (cuz you know, she’s like an angel or something), and later on I’m having dinner with Ian Malcolm and Alan Grant… we’ll be having mammoth steaks.
Man, I wish you guys were here! This place rules!!!
Pics or it never happened.
Plz tell Fred Astaire I say, “Whassuppppp!?”
Hang in there; I’ll stop by later today and do unspeakably nasty, kinky things all over your body. And the good news is that there are no rope burns in Heaven.
I guess there really is no heaven for the likes of me if Mary already married Malcolm Reynolds. =(
@4, but see that’s the beauty of it… we can ALL be married to our OWN Malcolm! It’s like when Rose Tyler got to have her own Doctor in the alternate universe!
@3 You naughty thing… I’ll see you after dinner.
@1 I’ll beam photos into your head.
@2 Fred says “‘sup?”
@5: OH FUCK I CAN SEE THE COLORSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
If you can find Roger Zelazny, please tell him I’m waiting on any more Amber books he may have dreamed up.
After being Raptured, I entered my initials for High Score and went back to SIFF.
Don’t forget to say hi to Station, Mary.
most excellent!
I was raptured, went to heaven, and because heaven is defined by your thoughts, I recreated the universe exactly as it was before it ended. (Except in this universe Mary Traverse realizes correctly that Matt Smith is phenomenal at the 11th Doctor) Now it can continue guided by rational laws of nature for trillions of years just like it would have if God hadn’t decided to end it all because he’s a dick. Take that, God.
NERD IN SPAAAAACCEEEEEE!!!!!
That is where heaven is right?
He’ll always love Inara more than you.
Not that I’m jealous, or anything.