That was a very strange interview.
Uh, are we gonna fight, or is there just gonna be a monster sarcasm rally?
Stoner Vamp ,'Lessons'
Natter 32 Flavors and Then Some
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.
Sue - Feb 14, 2005 6:33:11 pm PST #7476 of 10002
hip deep in pie
Lee - Feb 14, 2005 6:40:25 pm PST #7477 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Hi.
tommyrot - Feb 14, 2005 6:43:55 pm PST #7478 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Hi Lee. Are you sure you're still awake? Maybe you're dreaming this....
JenP - Feb 14, 2005 6:45:57 pm PST #7479 of 10002
Who was on TDS? I, of course, missed it.
DavidS - Feb 14, 2005 6:47:15 pm PST #7480 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I, of course, missed it.
Why "of course"? Because life is conspiring to keep you from the things you enjoy?
quester - Feb 14, 2005 6:48:16 pm PST #7481 of 10002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
Some British guy who wrote a book called Trawler, about his 2 weeks on a trawler.
Lee - Feb 14, 2005 6:51:05 pm PST #7482 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Hi Lee. Are you sure you're still awake? Maybe you're dreaming this....
That could explain the dancing camels.
tommyrot - Feb 14, 2005 6:52:05 pm PST #7483 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
That could explain the dancing camels.
No, we hired those for you.
JenP - Feb 14, 2005 6:58:44 pm PST #7484 of 10002
Because life is conspiring to keep you from the things you enjoy?
No, because I get wrapped up in whatever I'm doing and forget that "It's TDS time, yay!" I should set an alarm or the VCR or something.
Lee - Feb 14, 2005 6:59:02 pm PST #7485 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Awww, and here I was thinking I hadn't gotten anything but butt pats for V-day.