Depeche Mode; What's Your Name *snicker* Oh, god, Soundwave would ban that song so fast, heads would spin. That song's already giving me a headache, I can only imagine what someone with such sensitive hearing as him would make of it. Now I wonder about the songs that would annoy Blaster and Soundwave to the Pits and back.
You have no idea how much I love this. It was one of those sayings that sort of just latched onto me when I heard it. Mainly 'cause I'm really tired of people using wolves and other pack oriented creatures as the bad guys in stories. Or just bashing them because of said pack instincts.
I have a Dinosaur obsession, since before I could walk even. *happily adopts bunny* I, too, have have a huge obsession with dinosaurs. Was introduced to Dinotopia through a lovely hardcover book in elementary school, fell in love with them and never looked back since. Now I really need to reread it again. As soon as I can find it. And Raptor Red. And I completely spazzed when Jurassic Park came out. Was sad when parents said I couldn't remodel my room into a miniature version of the park. And I spazzed even more when I read about the soft tissue found in the fossils. They were actually able to identify the bones as a female who was getting ready to lay a clutch of eggs. The bones were so differently preserved that there wasn't a lot of difference between them and some bones you'd find in you own backyard.
I have no idea, people seem to get upset at the oddest things. It's not like they can be hurt by the dead. *Looks at own collection of skulls, bones, and teeth lining the windowsill.* They do, don't they? Which makes me appreciate the cathedral made out of human bones even more. Luckily my family and most of my friends are accustomed to the fact, since most are hunters, and so are quite use to body parts lying about the house. Or yard, in the case of larger game. But it's still amusing to make people jump when they see a skull staring at them from next to the TV. Or when you're six years old and coming home from an auction, proudly displaying the cat jaw bone you found in the barn while playing with a bunch of other random bored kids.
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*snicker* Oh, god, Soundwave would ban that song so fast, heads would spin. That song's already giving me a headache, I can only imagine what someone with such sensitive hearing as him would make of it. Now I wonder about the songs that would annoy Blaster and Soundwave to the Pits and back.
You have no idea how much I love this.
It was one of those sayings that sort of just latched onto me when I heard it. Mainly 'cause I'm really tired of people using wolves and other pack oriented creatures as the bad guys in stories. Or just bashing them because of said pack instincts.
I have a Dinosaur obsession, since before I could walk even. *happily adopts bunny*
I, too, have have a huge obsession with dinosaurs. Was introduced to Dinotopia through a lovely hardcover book in elementary school, fell in love with them and never looked back since. Now I really need to reread it again. As soon as I can find it. And Raptor Red. And I completely spazzed when Jurassic Park came out. Was sad when parents said I couldn't remodel my room into a miniature version of the park.
And I spazzed even more when I read about the soft tissue found in the fossils. They were actually able to identify the bones as a female who was getting ready to lay a clutch of eggs. The bones were so differently preserved that there wasn't a lot of difference between them and some bones you'd find in you own backyard.
I have no idea, people seem to get upset at the oddest things. It's not like they can be hurt by the dead. *Looks at own collection of skulls, bones, and teeth lining the windowsill.*
They do, don't they? Which makes me appreciate the cathedral made out of human bones even more. Luckily my family and most of my friends are accustomed to the fact, since most are hunters, and so are quite use to body parts lying about the house. Or yard, in the case of larger game. But it's still amusing to make people jump when they see a skull staring at them from next to the TV. Or when you're six years old and coming home from an auction, proudly displaying the cat jaw bone you found in the barn while playing with a bunch of other random bored kids.