You two carried me through that war. Now I need you to carry me just a little bit further. If you can.

Tracy ,'The Message'


Natter 31 But Looks 29  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


P.M. Marc - Jan 04, 2005 8:54:30 pm PST #3018 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Plei, was this the discussion about people licking each other and lusting after each other on LJ? Because I read a post or two about that, and thought it vaguely interesting, and then wandered away. Did it turn into a kerfuffle?

Vaguely. Though some would say it's more of a wank. One of those oh-so-polite ones that keeps to the comments of points and counterpoints. Thankfully, I was able to track someone down who would get the one-liner, so the snark is off my chest.


Lee - Jan 04, 2005 9:22:19 pm PST #3019 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Super Darth Man.

Want pictures.


DXMachina - Jan 04, 2005 9:49:40 pm PST #3020 of 10002
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.

In Plei's dreams we are snarkless. Sigh.

I am up at an ungodly hour. Stoopid cough.


Lee - Jan 04, 2005 9:50:26 pm PST #3021 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

You really are. Go back to bed.


DXMachina - Jan 04, 2005 9:58:05 pm PST #3022 of 10002
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.

Maybe it's because I'm tired and confused and sickly, but I don't understand how there could be a kerfuffle about consenting adults licking each other electronically. I admit it's not my cuppa, but, oh wait... I have decaf Earl Grey in the microwave that I made before I went to sleep tonight. Excuse me...

There. That's better. Anyway, where was I? Oh, yeah. Dazed and confused. OTOH, I can totally understand why there might be a certain amount of antipathy between the goolie rubbers and the starfuckers leading to inevitable kerfuffling, even if I don't necessarily agree with either group.

I hate being sick...


The Partyman - Jan 04, 2005 10:12:00 pm PST #3023 of 10002
[insert something funny here]

What I found interesting, is that its highly possible that in many cases the real starfuckers are the goolie rubbers.

Also, which is more scary?

*sitting in slience* "Ooh look, there's a VIP, I will go and talk to them"

or

"I will sit here and rub my goolies until a VIP comes along"

YSFMV.


DXMachina - Jan 04, 2005 10:16:04 pm PST #3024 of 10002
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.

So, you're saying it's sort of a StarFuckers vs StarFuckers (Missouri Synod) kind of thing?


aurelia - Jan 04, 2005 10:21:59 pm PST #3025 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

Want pictures.

Alas, they are still in the camera. And film, not digital. When I get them developed, I'll see what I can do.

I could go several lifetimes without seeing or hearing "goolie rubbers" again.


Nilly - Jan 04, 2005 10:22:17 pm PST #3026 of 10002
Swouncing

I just skipped and I have no idea what the conversation is about, other than DXM being sick, which is wrong and he should be as well as possible as quickly as possible.


NoiseDesign - Jan 04, 2005 10:22:40 pm PST #3027 of 10002
Our wings are not tired

See I quite literally know the child of a starfucker. Her mom isn't really sure who her dad is. There's a good chance it's either Starsky or Hutch.

Yes, I love Hollyweird.