I'm not your monkey!
Patron: That girl is a witch. Mal: Yeah, but she's our witch.
'Safe'
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.
Sean K - Dec 22, 2004 6:00:42 pm PST #94 of 10002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
JohnSweden - Dec 22, 2004 6:03:42 pm PST #95 of 10002
I can't even.
I'm not your monkey!
You aren't?! Then whose monkey are you? And what have you done with Sean? Couldn't ya just dance and fling dung a little? Would that kill ya?
Lee - Dec 22, 2004 6:03:51 pm PST #96 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
You sure? I thought there was a memo about that.
eta: (hee on the x-post) Um, if you are going to fling dung, can you do it before you get to my place?
Sean K - Dec 22, 2004 6:05:16 pm PST #97 of 10002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Dance, monkey! Dance!
Alibelle - Dec 22, 2004 6:05:57 pm PST #98 of 10002
Apart from sports, "my secret favorite thing on earth is ketchup. I will put ketchup on anything. But it has to be Heinz." - my husband, Michael Vartan
Lee, that bites. I'm sorry that security decided to open your presents like it was their own personal Christmas.
JohnSweden - Dec 22, 2004 6:06:18 pm PST #99 of 10002
I can't even.
You may touch my monkey now.
t /Sprockets
Sean K - Dec 22, 2004 6:07:01 pm PST #100 of 10002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Um, if you are going to fling [d]ung, can you do it before you get to my place?
Huh, now that you bring it up....
Lee - Dec 22, 2004 6:08:53 pm PST #101 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Hi Ali! How is New York?
JohnSweden - Dec 22, 2004 6:09:28 pm PST #102 of 10002
I can't even.
Um, if you are going to fling ung, can you do it before you get to my place?
I think that's only a reasonable request ... which should be DEE-nied.
Signed, 3000 miles from the airborne poo-missiles, but a monkey-enciter, nonetheless
Lee - Dec 22, 2004 6:12:56 pm PST #103 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Okay, but the cats will fling it back and they might have better aim.