Hey, would you look at that. That movie those guys were doing is nearly done.
Proof is in the production blog.
I’ve been assured that my services as studio curator will once again be in demand once them Mongrel boys get that particular burden off their backs.
I for one am very much looking forward to them getting their backs free.
All the better for piggy-back rides.
And I am for that.
I hear good things about the movie too though.
Love,
the dead minotaur
Now would you look at that. Getting their own space must be going to The Roomies‘ heads. Barely even broken in them new digs and already they’re up to teasing the lot of us.
I know what you’re thinking. Not The Roomies! They’re such good kids! You can’t be talking about MY The Roomies!
Are you calling me a liar?
I will prove it to you. I will embed the proof right the **** here for all the world but especially you to see.
The nerve of those The Roomies. Rubbing it in our face.
Our collective face.
Absolutely no consideration at all for our collective face.
That’s The Roomies for you.
Shameless.
Love,
the dead minotaur
Mongrel Studios is proud and relieved to finally present the The Roomies Official Motion Picture Website.
I am personally very pleased to see them move into their new place and out of mine.
They’ve been crashing here for far too long. I have tired of their faces.
Good riddance to The Roomies. Enjoy your new damn site.
I am not going to miss you at all.
Not with all my heart.
Love,
the dead minotaur
More news from The Roomies front has arrived. That news or something nearly indistinguishable from it may be found hereabouts.
I’d like to think film editing must be like undergoing surgery on a body forty hours wide when the charts say the patient oughta be five foot two.
I’d like to think the charts say “I know this looks daunting but we believe in you doctor the dead minotaur.”
I’d like to think I’d make those charts proud.
Love,
the dead minotaur
Do we end up with leftover questions or leftover solutions?
Or somehow less of either?
In Leland’s case, maybe merely leftover face and feet.
Mayhappily.
Love,
the dead minotaur