06-06-2011, 12:39 PM
(ah, good old monkshood...)
John smiled warmly over his shoulder. "Morning Jewl. Sleep well?" when she asked if he remembered how to cook, he couldn't help but laugh. "Haha, I don't think even death could make me forget how to cook. To forget, one must have first learned. I always cook by four principles: trial, error, taste, and oppinion. Your father hasn't quite gone batty enough to forget his his instincts." He then began to look around the room. "Uh, say, where do we keep the bowls?"
John smiled warmly over his shoulder. "Morning Jewl. Sleep well?" when she asked if he remembered how to cook, he couldn't help but laugh. "Haha, I don't think even death could make me forget how to cook. To forget, one must have first learned. I always cook by four principles: trial, error, taste, and oppinion. Your father hasn't quite gone batty enough to forget his his instincts." He then began to look around the room. "Uh, say, where do we keep the bowls?"
The most dangerous phrase ever uttered in all of minecraftia: "/give honeydew 46 64"
Imaginato disciplinis cognoscere modum; sciam quid et ingenii?
My learning and imagination know no bounds; why should my knowledge and abilities?
Alchemy: [from the Moon to] Scorpio to man to eagle to the phoenix (female) [to the sun] back to Her consciousness outside the box she created.
Imaginato disciplinis cognoscere modum; sciam quid et ingenii?
My learning and imagination know no bounds; why should my knowledge and abilities?
Alchemy: [from the Moon to] Scorpio to man to eagle to the phoenix (female) [to the sun] back to Her consciousness outside the box she created.