Yet Another FIC Thread

Ooooo those FIC over there in San Fran eating their bagels and drinking lattees with Philip and Cory and the gang, while us homelesss nobodies get to eat potato peels and egg shells warmed up on the overworked heatsinks of our submegahertz Celerons.

World renowned leaders fly into SF to meet the elite the SLFIC and they're told they'll have to wait while the FIC pick up some more Ghiradelli, and us non-FICs get told to sweep the floor and take out the trash that they FIC left behind and that if we don't get to working the police'll be here to take us to stay with others of our kind.

The poor the downtrodden the Photoshop challenged the people who can't get two prims to stack up, we work our RL jobs and buy a few Lindens and get sneered at and kicked and those FIC stingy bastards charge an arm and leg for a lousy car that vanishes when it hits the sim borders and there goes our money and there go our dreams and our hope and our glory but mostly the problem is there goes our money cause all our hopes and dreams and glory don't add up enough to matter if you lose 'em, and we can't even make a decent angry gesture 'less we have Poser and know how to use it.

Those FIC, malevolent satan spawned ghouls, glowering menacingly at all who go past, waiting and watching hoping to see their prey slip from the mortal realm into the underworld where the FIC demons torment the souls of their prey and make them buy scripts at high prices that don't work and wear skirts that have stretch marks cross their fronts twixt the thighs -forever!.

FIC! who made fun of you on your way home from school cause the clothes you wore didn't have the right labels they said Sears or Penney,

FIC! who made you brother hear voices and beat you up for no reason!

FIC! drove the car that took down your pet. They took pictures and videos of your face as you cried and your tears bring smiles and laughter to those monster's faces still.

mmmm Ghiradelli

I'm miss SF, anyone want permanent butler?

YAY! FIC! w00t..

I wouldn't worry about it.

The amount Philip offered me to show up was barely worth gettig out of bed for. I'm surprised anyone went.

Typical non-FIC SL users:


Typical FIC members:

I filled out an application for the FIC three weeks ago. When i called back to check on the status of my application they just laughed at me.

I worked really hard on that and it is cruel for you to not treat people with a little dignity just because they apply to be in your group.

p.s. please let me know if I am in, k?

I'd love to help ya out with the application Neehai, but I am certainly not a FIC member. I don't even own any land!

The FIC don't read the forums, you know.

They don't have to read anything, they have people read things to them. Servants. Servants to polish their Rolls. Servants to bring them the fox hunting schedule and trays of little triangular sandwiches with the crust cut off. Servants to give them bikini waxes and do their nails for them.

Neehai is good. I always liked the peach kind, but the grape is good too.

If I was in the FIC a servant would be appearing now with a nice cold peach soda but noo instead I have to go to the store my own self and pick up some more of that Cost Cutter potato peel and eggshell salad or soup or whatever it is, it's kinda hard to tell with that costcutter brand that's all that we non-FICs get to eat and that's only twice a month, sheesh you'd think what with eating only twice a month I'd be able to lose some weight, but noooo - now if I was a FIC, a bloody card carrying hoity-toity FIC member I'd be able to lose some weight I'd be able to drop some pounds no problemo cause I'd have me a couple of those personal trainers that look like adonis and prod you oh so gently to get out from behind the monitor and go for a nice walk in the park, why not, they'll go with you and if you get thirsty they'll run quick like a bunny to the vending machine and bring you back a nice diet peach soda.

Jeska's out getting the drinks now... I'll ask her to bring you one... just this once, but you have to join up properly, using the proper forms at FIC HQ... ok.

OMG Sio... you're back! I missed you

I've not been gone. I was just camoflaged.

You are really blaze and I claim my £5!

Unfortunately, I don't have £5 to give you. I'll send you 25p by courier next Thursday or something. Oh, and I don't think I'm blaze. At least I wasn't last time I looked. I could be you though.