I was informed by my lovely coworker today during a wedding shower that

"Once you get rid of that SL make believe guy and get a real man, then we can talk about throwing you one of these."

Nah, go ahead and throttle. Just come up with a plan to dispose of the body *first*.

Aev! You no kill. Tehanu and I get into the van and you never, ever EVER had to worry about that beeyatch again.

Err... How much can be deleted from Plurk databases?

o.O

Throttle your coworker. You know you want to. HELL, I want to!

Yeah, we're coming to get you. Start packing.

OOoh... if someone said that to me I think I'd forgo the strength to not say anything and ask for strength for proper throttle power!

Ohhh ,,, how about throttling her just a little bit? Enough to remind her not to do it again?

a mob of us showing up in RL with mirror shades and attitudes might serve the purpose w/o needing latex gloves.

"Some folks you just can't reach." Let her have her delusions. The best revenge is living well.