I could call you when I get up each morning - that would be funny.
Wesley: Illyria can be...difficult. Testing her might be hard without getting someone seriously hurt. Angel: We'll make Spike do it. Wesley: Good.
'Underneath'
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.
msbelle - Feb 15, 2005 8:30:40 am PST #7737 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Matt the Bruins fan - Feb 15, 2005 8:31:14 am PST #7738 of 10002
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Apparently there's been an escapee from the Hellmouth Petting Zoo. I am completely creeped out by this thing wandering around in a gray, crumbly state that the expert likened to something that's been dead and rotting for a month. Shades of The Color Out of Space.
Steph L. - Feb 15, 2005 8:32:38 am PST #7739 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Hey Teppy, I think I've got a solution to your loud neighbor problem: [link]
Ahahahaha!!! I'll have to try that!
DavidS - Feb 15, 2005 8:34:32 am PST #7740 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Hec, am I supposed to be reading your tag line to the tune of AMERICAN PIE? Because I am, but it's not quite fitting.
Yep. Sorry, I'm not responsible for errors in scansion.
Rio - Feb 15, 2005 8:37:20 am PST #7741 of 10002
Are you ready to be strong?
Did you make that up, Hec?
DavidS - Feb 15, 2005 8:40:11 am PST #7742 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Did you make that up, Hec?
Nah, I wish. I love cheetohs and libidos.
It's from the Village Voice Pazz & Jop poll. I think it was Rob Sheffield. The chorus might even be better: "And Justin and Cameron / were chopping up a line / Singing, 'Hit me baby one more time' / Hit me baby one more time."
DavidS - Feb 15, 2005 8:42:16 am PST #7743 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I already did most of it, but here's the rest:
I can't remember if I came/When I read about her latest flame/Britney up and changed her name/The day the music died/So bye-bye, Mrs. Kevin Federline/Our libidos and our Cheetos will forever be thine/And Cameron was choppin' Justin a line/Singin', Hit me baby, one more time/Hit me baby, one more time.
Rob Sheffield
Brooklyn, New York
brenda m - Feb 15, 2005 8:42:50 am PST #7744 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
A mystery wallaby! Now I want one of those, too.
Topic!Cindy - Feb 15, 2005 8:43:58 am PST #7745 of 10002
What is even happening?
I just want new towels.
This is not a woman experiencing George Bailey-like angst over the road not taken.Heh. I want other stuff, but it's all for the house, too. Although I *never* ask for house stuff for presents, even when I want it for presents. I do this, to protect the dh from someday giving me a vacuum cleaner when what I would have wanted was bling. Also, he was pretty bling-giving early one in our relationship and marriage. He has four sisters who love me, and who are bling pushers.
The only reasons I can think to get married is that my rent would go down and adoption would be easier. That is a fairly crappy outlook.
We marrieds aren't doing enough to push the sex-on-tap angle.
Right now I mostly want to get married for the towels. And etc.
S-i-l S says that everyone should have a bridal-type shower, married or single, every 10 years. I think S-i-l S is like unto a genius, in this regard.
shrift - Feb 15, 2005 8:45:19 am PST #7746 of 10002
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I figured out I had 4 days in the last month where I was positively perky. The rest of the time.....
Me in a positively perky mood should be considered a harbinger of the apocalypse. Today, I will settle for not making death threats out loud.
I do not have a hot job, apartment, or boyfriend. I do not have bling. There's a hotbling hog out there right now bogarting my stuff, man.