Okay, candiphilia is just TOO FAR!!! The two of you go present yourself to your local constabulary AT ONCE, and demand they lock you up for YOUR EVIL SICKNESS!
::hides Abba Zabba/Snickers slash in top drawer::
Mal: Then I call it a win. What's the problem? Inara: Should I start with the part where you're stranded in the middle of nowhere, or the part where you have no clothes?
'Trash'
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
DavidS - Apr 13, 2005 8:15:24 am PDT #3047 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Frankenbuddha - Apr 13, 2005 8:17:19 am PDT #3048 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
BTW, does anybody know who does the voice of Red? I'm pretty sure it's Billy "Fry" West.
Huh, I always just thought Red was still Jon Lovitz (that would be a "not your imagination" on the second question, though I'm not sure about Goodman).
Topic!Cindy - Apr 13, 2005 8:18:10 am PDT #3049 of 10001
What is even happening?
Hospitals are either booooooring or terrifying.
Go boring. Choose boring!
Frankenbuddha - Apr 13, 2005 8:19:43 am PDT #3050 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Oh, greater Boston-istas - Newbury Comics is having a sale on DVDs. They are all 20% off new, used, or if it's got an additional sale price.
Connie Neil - Apr 13, 2005 8:20:26 am PDT #3051 of 10001
brillig
Go boring. Choose boring!
Second.
Gudanov - Apr 13, 2005 8:27:31 am PDT #3052 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
This morning, my daughter apparently thought I should dress her. When I was walking while she was still in her pajamas she said, "Helllloooo, can't you see I'm still not dressed."
P.M. Marc - Apr 13, 2005 8:31:39 am PDT #3053 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
ETA is whenever Part II finishes up. I'm on a break between Parts I & II, thus the attempt at typing.
(Hard, as I have my IV port in my left hand, and it's painful to type with it. Also, there's a bag over it.)
I just had a bath in a nice jacuzzi tub, and now I want one.
Sean K - Apr 13, 2005 8:32:35 am PDT #3054 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Huh, I always just thought Red was still Jon Lovitz
I'm almost certain that these days Red is Billy West. Somewhere along the lines (and a while ago, too) Red stopped sounding (to me) like Lovitz, and started sounding like a Lovitz impersonator.
Not too long ago, I realized that Red sounded like Fry doing a Lovitz impersonation. That's when I started to suspect that Billy West had taken over.
Steph L. - Apr 13, 2005 8:33:42 am PDT #3055 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Plei, did anyone ever take any pictures of pregnant!you?
Trudy Booth - Apr 13, 2005 8:34:24 am PDT #3056 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
that a mother's thoughts at the time of conception could imprint themselves on her child.
... or if she was startled by something while pregnant, the child would have a mark on it in the shape of the thing that startled her. Also, ugly people who stared at her would make the child ugly, etc. etc.
That's totally true though. When my Mom was pregnant with me, before she even knew I was on the way, she and Dad went camping in the Smokies. One night someone very stupidly left food on the picnic table instead of locking it up in the car and all too predictably a black bear came into the campsite and chowed down. Scared the fuck out of my folks... they hear the noise, they peek, screaming ensues, the bear runs off but hits the tent ropes on the way outta dodge and the thing collapses on my parents (who at first, of course, think they're about to be eaten...)
And nine months later I was born with bare feet.
t runs. the. fuck. a. way.