Cosmo's Lucubratious Hand's page

She looked good (looked good), she looked fine (looked fine)

*blink*

*skitter-skitter*

{rolls through}

{skitters after}

<skitters in, sniffs at eyes, skitters out>

<skitters>

<enjoys sounds effects--scratches fingernails down the chalkboard>

<looks at new eyes, skitters away>

I removed several posts.

Let's try to keep things civil, and not get personal.

<skitters away from the Gleemax clone>

Thank you for the adulation. And woe be unto you, the traitors who stray anatomically..... WOE, I say.

<claps with one hand>

<skitter>

<skitters through, trying not to get squished>

!!!!!!

??????

*Skitters away from the torch-and-pitchfork crowd*

{bounces through}

*wakes up, sensing the eye is close, but then decides to hell with it and goes back to sleep*

Jeremiziah wrote:

You know, these Forums Are Way Too Long.

Welcome to the manic maniac thread.

*skitters out looking for the depressed pessimists thread.*

*skitters through looking for Cosmo's Wandering Eye*

[skitter]

[thought he caught the scent of Cosmo's eye]

[scurries off]

[heard there was a stink-eye here, thought it might be Cosmo's]

(rolls under the poodle)

(flips the bird to all the gamblers)

(bounces through)

(crosses its fingers as it catches up to the eye)

(rolls through)

(meanders through)

(rolls through)

(skitters after the eye)

(bounces up and down)

(lets its fingers do the walking)

(rolls through)

(disguises himself as Sifl to escape notice)

(rolls through at a snail's pace)

(smashes the snail, then continues on)

(peeks out of the grue's excrement ... then rolls away quickly leaving behind a trail of bile and phalanges and metacarpals)

(crawls his way out of the grue, forcibly)

(rolls through)

(pauses, but continues on)

(rolls through making a whistling wind noise)

(skitters across with fingernails screeching like on a blackboard)

(bounces around due to the boobquake)

(!!)

(peeks out of the vomit, then submerges)

(delicately maneuvers around the pools of bile)

(prances)

(flips the bird to loser cults)

(zigzags)

(dashes through)

(peeks out of the mead, then submerges)

(grabs a couple of the meds)

(rolls through)

(skitters in, scratches CourtFool behind the ears, skitters out)

(rolls through)

(skitters through the thread)

(rolls after the tree)

(tries to catch back up to the eye after being forced to do despicable things to people in bunks)

I used to think I was a thread necromancer. Cosmo's Wandering Eye has me beat by a country mile.

(senses the eye was here, but crawls away from the necromancy)

(rolls into a bunk)

(shudders at the thought of what's going on in the bunk)

(rolls out leaving a trail of ketchup)

(suddenly realizes it cannot eat the hamburger and follows the trail of ketchup)

(peeks out from underneath the bacon cheeseburger)

(distracted by the cheeseburger, the hand slows and forgets about the eye)

(rolls away from stick)

(dodges the stick)

(rolls through)

(crawls through, trying to catch up)

(lands on the ground and rolls out of the thread)

(Pounces after the eye, running on its fingers)