Baron Barrington de Whyte's page

BigNorseWolf wrote:

I don't know. When your research project on bringing back the dead is itself qualified to sit on the review board, I think you've earned that doctorate.

Undergrad: Can you memorize information spoon fed from a text book?

Grad: Can you figure out what people on the forefront of a subject are telling each other in research papers?

Doctor: Can you wretch new information out of the universe itself ?

TA: Um, sorry to interrupt, Professors, but the dissertation has taken one of the secretaries hostage and is screaming, "Why can't I know love?"

First, you must have your own glands.

Your own, and nobody else's.

You should have told him to love you 'just the way you are', ooouuum baybeh.

Some people call me the Sex Fondue
Some people call me the Walrus of Lurve
Some people call me 'Barry'
Because that's muh name.

...My rich, fruity voice, smooth and sensuous as molten velvet.

Oooommmm baybeh.

I apologise for being the real King of Walrus Love.

"Too much of B*** J* is not gooood for Paizo, babeh"