Amych! Congratulations to you and the Mr!
My god...he's gonna do the whole speech.
Buffy ,'Chosen'
Natter 36: But We Digress...
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.
Beverly - Jun 22, 2005 11:02:32 am PDT #3782 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Nutty - Jun 22, 2005 11:03:07 am PDT #3783 of 10001
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
Hey now. The Royals can always know that they swept the Yankees in 2005. That's something to keep for a rainy day.
Also, just think -- the Royals are managed by someone (anyone!) other than Lou Piniella. I don't know a thing about their new manager, except that he is a white man not named Lou Piniella.
Calli - Jun 22, 2005 11:04:26 am PDT #3784 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I've had venison sausage. It was too rich for me--and I don't usually have a problem with that sort of thing.
Gudanov - Jun 22, 2005 11:04:39 am PDT #3785 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
It had me wondering if she writes in every week, or she honestly never thought about where hamburgers came from.
Maybe it just the eating of goats that disturbs her. She might be a nongoatitarian.
-t - Jun 22, 2005 11:05:21 am PDT #3786 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
From, Answers.com:
chick·en-fried
adj.
Coated with batter and seasoned flour and fried: “endless iron skillets overflowing with chicken-fried steak” (Joel Achenbach).
tommyrot - Jun 22, 2005 11:05:24 am PDT #3787 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Maybe her religion believed the goat to be sacred.
Gudanov - Jun 22, 2005 11:06:09 am PDT #3788 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
I don't know a thing about their new manager, except that he is a white man not named Lou Piniella.
He's Buddy Bell. With a name like that, you pretty much have to be baseball manager.
tommyrot - Jun 22, 2005 11:07:21 am PDT #3789 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
He's Buddy Bell. With a name like that, you pretty much have to be baseball manager.
Or a puppet that's a spokesperson for Taco Bell.
§ ita § - Jun 22, 2005 11:08:04 am PDT #3790 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Okay, that explains it. I don't like fried chicken. Aside from tempura, I'm not big on the batter.
Jesse - Jun 22, 2005 11:10:02 am PDT #3791 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
And the point of chicken fried steak is to take a bad peice of meat and make it yummier via pounding on it, and battering and frying it.