You turn on any of my crew, you turn on me.

Mal ,'Ariel'


What Happens in Natter 35 Stays in Natter 35  

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.


Nutty - May 30, 2005 6:45:08 am PDT #7888 of 10001
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."

I think that the collars would also prevent them from licking their balls, even if the stitches were, like, on their paws.

I did know this. I just figured, like, the more plausible explanation (based on ita's description) was a permanent ball-scratching-limitation, like having non-retractable fingernails, or the little kind of dog having really short stubby front legs so it can never reach. A dog wearing an elizabethan collar is like a woman wearing really, really tight jeans and developing cooter itch -- eventually, you're gonna be able to take the constricting garment off, and do all the scratching you want.

I have suddenly strayed into Roseanne Roseannadanna territory, haven't I?


§ ita § - May 30, 2005 6:49:47 am PDT #7889 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

I just figured, like, the more plausible explanation (based on ita's description) was a permanent ball-scratching-limitation

But if we read it like Steph did (and as I did) that it's a straight swap, the dog isn't retaliating with permanent ball-scratching limiting, so I don't think it's at all required.

Quite simply -- you used a cone to prevent me from playing with my balls, and here's my tit-for-tat.

eventually, you're gonna be able to take the constricting garment off, and do all the scratching you want

Dogs and genitalia -- not two (separate, COMPLETELY separate) areas where eventually is much comfort.


Steph L. - May 30, 2005 6:51:27 am PDT #7890 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Quite simply -- you used a cone to prevent me from playing with my balls, and here's my tit-for-tat.

Proving that jokes lose all power of funniness once they have to be explained.


Frankenbuddha - May 30, 2005 6:53:42 am PDT #7891 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Quite simply -- you used a cone to prevent me from playing with my balls, and here's my tit-for-tat.

So we've moved on to pre-op trannies now, have we?


§ ita § - May 30, 2005 6:55:34 am PDT #7892 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Proving that jokes lose all power of funniness once they have to be explained.

Well, at least the egg one (by far my favourite of the two) is okay.


Sean K - May 30, 2005 6:55:38 am PDT #7893 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

I saw one of his cartoons with a huge egg banging the hell out of a chicken, and the caption "Who came first?"

This reminds me of a tee shirt a friend of mine used to have the had a drawing of a large, hairy penis with legs chasing a large, hairy vagina with legs, and a caption that said "One fucking thing after another."

I doubt it was the same cartoonist, though. I think that tee was hand made by a friend of his.


Jesse - May 30, 2005 6:55:44 am PDT #7894 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Should there be a male term for tit-for-tat?


§ ita § - May 30, 2005 6:56:26 am PDT #7895 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Should there be a male term for tit-for-tat?

Yes. You start.


Jesse - May 30, 2005 6:57:23 am PDT #7896 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

No really, you go ahead.


dcp - May 30, 2005 6:57:52 am PDT #7897 of 10001
The more I learn, the more I realize how little I know.

Both cartoons sound like something from The Far Side, by Gary Larson.