"I cahn't stahnd him."
"I keean steean im!"
Hey, preaching to the choir. I thought our Lady of the Perpetual Sea Breeze was the real deal until the Divine Miss J walked right through that door and right into my ass—which is where my heart is…physiologically. I could show you an x-ray.
Lorne ,'Time Bomb'
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Jesse - Mar 23, 2005 9:23:23 am PST #775 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Scrappy - Mar 23, 2005 9:23:43 am PST #776 of 10002
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
I look like fucking Stevie Nicks!
Gandalfe - Mar 23, 2005 9:23:55 am PST #777 of 10002
The generation that could change the world is still looking for its car keys.
I would like, if I may, to take you on a strange journey.
Kalshane - Mar 23, 2005 9:24:34 am PST #778 of 10002
GS: If you had to choose between kicking evil in the head or the behind, which would you choose, and why?
Minsc: I'm not sure I understand the question. I have two feet, do I not? You do not take a small plate when the feast of evil welcomes seconds.
Good? Bad? I'm the guy with the gun.
juliana - Mar 23, 2005 9:24:56 am PST #779 of 10002
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Yeah, that's nice right? Well, it doesn't exist, ok? Look at the hair. The hair is long, it's flowing, it's like a river. Well, it's a fucking weave ok? And the tits, please! I could hang my overcoat on them. Tits by design were invented to be suckled by babies. Yes, they're purely functional. These are silicon city. And look, my favorite, the shaved pubis. Pubic hair being too unruly and all. Very key. This is a mockery, this is a sham, this is bullshit. Implants, collagen, plastic, capped teeth, the fat sucked out, the hair extended, the nose fixed, the bush shaved... These are not real women, all right? They're beauty freaks. And they make all us normal women with our wrinkles, our puckered boobs, hi Bob, and our cellulite feel somehow inadequate. Well I don't buy it, all right? But you fucking mooks, if you think that if there's a chance in hell that you'll end up with one of these women, you don't give us real women anything approaching a commitment. It's pathetic. I don't know what you think you're going to do. You're going to end up eighty years old, drooling in some nursing home, then you're going to decide, it's time to settle down, get married, have kids? What, are you going to find a cheerleader? Charge it, Mitch.
beathen - Mar 23, 2005 9:24:58 am PST #780 of 10002
Sure I went over to the Dark Side, but just to pick up a few things.
I have always valued my lifelessness.
Nicole - Mar 23, 2005 9:26:02 am PST #781 of 10002
I'm getting the pig!
I t heart juliana!
Aims - Mar 23, 2005 9:26:48 am PST #782 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
You know what mom? You know what I'm gonna get you next Christmas? A big wooden cross, so every time you feel unappreciated for all your sacrifices, you can climb up and nail yourself to it.
§ ita § - Mar 23, 2005 9:27:05 am PST #783 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
All you can do is pray for a quick death, which you aren't going to get.
Hayden - Mar 23, 2005 9:28:28 am PST #784 of 10002
aka "The artist formerly known as Corwood Industries."
What's the rumpus?