Wolfling QOTD
Mar. 16th, 2009 08:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
qosWolfling is not a morning person. I’ve been driving her to school, and she never seems to be entirely awake until she actually gets out of the car. Usually she spends the ten minute drive dozing, and doesn’t say anything unless spoken to. This morning, however. . .
Wolfling (absently, into the silence): “Then you artfully fluff the rat out the door.”
Me: Excuse me?
Wolfling: Don’t ask.
Me: You don’t drop a non-sequitor like that and then say “Don’t ask.”
Wolfling (slightly aggrieved): I don’t remember what it’s from. . .
A minute or so later she remembered that it was from an online gaming forum. Someone had posted a story about the ranger in their party being turned into a rat and what they did afterward.
Which didn't actually reduce the surreal factor, as far as I was concerned.
Wolfling (absently, into the silence): “Then you artfully fluff the rat out the door.”
Me: Excuse me?
Wolfling: Don’t ask.
Me: You don’t drop a non-sequitor like that and then say “Don’t ask.”
Wolfling (slightly aggrieved): I don’t remember what it’s from. . .
A minute or so later she remembered that it was from an online gaming forum. Someone had posted a story about the ranger in their party being turned into a rat and what they did afterward.
Which didn't actually reduce the surreal factor, as far as I was concerned.
