::resolves to hide putative offspring from Aimée::
Maybe it's the leg of the finger.
I think that's wednesday on on NBC.
But not this Wednesday -- rather, the 13th.
Mal: How drunk was I last night? Jayne: Well I dunno. I passed out.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 34: Freak With No Name
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.
§ ita § - Mar 29, 2005 8:35:30 am PST #1211 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
DebetEsse - Mar 29, 2005 8:35:32 am PST #1212 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Not malicious, but it's certainly a mal-adaptive behavior. I think, if she were people, she'd need therapy to re-direct these impulses.
beth b - Mar 29, 2005 8:37:42 am PST #1213 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
cuteness is a good way to stat the day.
Steph L. - Mar 29, 2005 8:37:43 am PST #1214 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Maybe it's the leg of the finger.
::snerk::
Aims - Mar 29, 2005 8:40:07 am PST #1215 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
::resolves to hide putative offspring from Aimée::
Well, at least you know I'd feed them!
Sean K - Mar 29, 2005 8:40:41 am PST #1216 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
I think, if she were people, she'd need therapy to re-direct these impulses.
I think, if she were people, she'd be going to jail.
Or maybe it's as innocuous as someone owning a cat or a dog. That's it, she just wants a pet.
shrift - Mar 29, 2005 8:42:24 am PST #1217 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
My boss just gave me permission to kill. Granted, it's only permission to kill in the case of someone touching a certain workspace, but management likes it when you're proactive and take on new challenges, right?
§ ita § - Mar 29, 2005 8:43:04 am PST #1218 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Well, at least you know I'd feed them!
Oh, okay then. Take my putative womb-fruit.
Or maybe it's as innocuous as someone owning a cat or a dog. That's it, she just wants a pet.
I think she'd be up on charges of animal cruelty, in the end.
Frankenbuddha - Mar 29, 2005 8:43:50 am PST #1219 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
My boss just gave me permission to kill. Granted, it's only permission to kill in the case of someone touching a certain workspace, but management likes it when you're proactive and take on new challenges, right?
I say run with it, shrift.
beth b - Mar 29, 2005 8:44:48 am PST #1220 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
go, shrift, go!