T-shirt for the cool kids.
I don't get it. Google only gives me porn.
We're still working on a plan, but so far it involves being sent to prison and becoming somebody's bitch.
Fred ,'Just Rewards (2)'
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.
Allyson - Feb 21, 2005 10:17:23 am PST #9490 of 10002
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Gus - Feb 21, 2005 10:17:42 am PST #9491 of 10002
Bag the crypto. Say what is on your mind.
Just in case you were wondering: If I were King of Swaziland, each of my wives would have a Minolta she could use to photograph any car she wished to photograph.
Monkeys, however, would need a press pass.
Having been obscure, I now vanish into the ether.
§ ita § - Feb 21, 2005 10:17:45 am PST #9492 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I'm wearing a shirt that says
OPEN MIND
STRONG BODY
BEAUTIFUL SOUL
Though I do feel I should put a post-it on that says "this was a gift -- the wearer does not necessarily claim these qualities for herself."
§ ita § - Feb 21, 2005 10:21:07 am PST #9493 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I don't get it. Google only gives me porn.
That's because google wants to have sex with you. Don't you read your spam?
Wait, no, that's nonsensical.
What I meant to say was -- it's the shirt for everyone in Paris Hilton's hacked sidekick. Whose address book seems to be no longer on line. Seth Green's phone number is upthread, somewhere, though.
Allyson - Feb 21, 2005 10:24:24 am PST #9494 of 10002
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Oh wow.
I thought I lost me cell at the Angel party last year. It was sickening. I had nightmare visions of some insane person calling Tim at 4am to yell at him for killing Doyle.
Lee - Feb 21, 2005 10:27:01 am PST #9495 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Though I do feel I should put a post-it on that says "this was a gift -- the wearer does not necessarily claim these qualities for herself."
Uh-huh (and yay!)
aurelia - Feb 21, 2005 10:31:38 am PST #9496 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
My latest t-shirt just has a picture of Helium on it.
Centenary College of Louisiana Gentlemen
That's my hometown college! Though I don't see it as being that strange of a mascot.
Flea beat me to it. How freaked would the other team be to see tall, floaty, grinning mimes holding scalpels and being cheered on with the clanking of straitjacket buckles and the occasional golf clap?
Lee! Congrats!
amych - Feb 21, 2005 10:35:26 am PST #9497 of 10002
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Note to self: Swaziland freaky.
Jesse - Feb 21, 2005 10:37:14 am PST #9498 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Whose address book seems to be no longer on line.
I just stumbled on a copy via my lj friendsfriends. Couldn't tell you where, though.
Alibelle - Feb 21, 2005 10:40:44 am PST #9499 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
I don't really wear t-shirts, and if I do, they never say anything.
Maybe I live on a tv show. Hmmm.