video;

[wizzardly]

Right, so it's been brought to my attention that those bloody awful reports have been floating certain rumors around about me, and I'd rather just end those before they even get going all right?

[because even Rincewind's starved sense of self-respect has to draw the line at people thinking he fancies dishware.]

So, to be clear: I'm pansexual.

[which is an admittedly backwards linguistic for declaring one's lack of attraction to tea cups and related sundry, but there's just no accounting for etymological taste.]

There? [he arches a pointed brow.] Shall I assume that just about does it? All questions answered? Jolly good.

[honestly, the people in this place really will believe anything, won't they? Lucky that Snart fellow pointed this out when he did - things really could have gotten out of hand.]

Comments

[aggressiveapathy]

It's important to learn new things, I guess.

[wizzardly]

I'm surprised you weren't the one to tell me about it, really.

[aggressiveapathy]

I didn't realize you'd been hitting on the cookware. I thought it was just a wizard thing.

[wizzardly]

I haven't been! That's just what some silly article said!

[aggressiveapathy]

So the pans are safe. What about the couches?

[wizzardly]

Are we pretending Jeff hasn't already ruined them?

[aggressiveapathy]

You're right.

It all must burn.

[wizzardly]

Does fire really have to come into it?

[aggressiveapathy]

Fire is the only real solution to problems.

[wizzardly]

Except possibly when the problem is that something's burning.