Zis poem pulls down its pants and mocks me.
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.
Touch my monkey.
TOUCH IT!!
(I am so easily entertained today.)
Well, this morning, while geeking out over musical theatre, I snickered and then said to chatty!co-worker "I am geeky on so damn many levels, I might just die of heatstroke from all the anoraks I'm wearing."
Yeah. I meta-ed the geek big time.
That should serve as illustration of why I will NEVER get laid again.
Only until you overcome your aversion to men who live in their parents basements, and wear Klingon costumes.
The "Diet" in Diet of Worms is actually pronounced Deet. Like the bug spray.
Yes, and Worms isn't pronounced like the squiggly things either, but spam is a written medium, so it's okay.
Don't bother closing the pedant code anyhow, -t. It never actually closes.
The "Diet" in Diet of Worms is actually pronounced Deet. Like the bug spray.
Not by any of my teachers. (Not that they were necessarily correct.)
but I still think that is "Seth is your gift," et al.What was that from? That's hysterical.
Is it a pun when it's visual?
t cleverly shifting my pedantry to another subject
That should serve as illustration of why I will NEVER get laid again.
Only until you overcome your aversion to men who live in their parents basements, and wear Klingon costumes.
Hmmm. I think I'll stay celibate, thanks.
Hmmm. I think I'll stay celibate, thanks.
How about over the parents' garage, and Vorlon custumes? Better or worse?