Wait. I'm confused. Did I accidentally start a "Who'd Win in a Fight?" convo? Damn. Not my intent, melon baller or no.
I should go back to Dante since my brain is slowly dying.
[NAFDA] "There will be an occasional happy, so that it might be crushed under the boot of the writer." From Zorro to Angel (including Wonderfalls and The Inside), this is where Buffistas come to anoint themselves in the bloodbath.
Wait. I'm confused. Did I accidentally start a "Who'd Win in a Fight?" convo? Damn. Not my intent, melon baller or no.
I should go back to Dante since my brain is slowly dying.
In a closed room my bet is still on the cheetah, cigs or no.
I wouldn't fight.
Tim, which is why you'd lose. My money is on Kristen.
Wait! Why wouldn't you fight?
And they say chivalry is dead.
Whoo hoo! I am so the last one standing.
ETA:
My money is on Kristen.
Go me!
No offense, Tim, even if you did fight, my money would still be on Kristen.
I wouldn't be there. Space? Hell, I hardly leave my house for food. My assistant drops cartons of cigs my mailbox then bills me later. The whole reason I got into this line of work was so I wouldn't have to do real things.
I"m going with the cheetah, especially if Tim isn't fighting.
Whew! I, like Kristen, feared it was some chivalry thing. I'm reassured that it's more of a shut-in thing.
I am a combo of Jaye and Fat Pat in Muffin Buffalo.
Although Greenwalt thinks I'm Web. He was telling someone at the Serenity premiere about "The Inside" and he was all, "Coyote is great. He's playing Tim. It's like, 'he's watching. What does he know? Does he love me? Does he hate me? Is he planning my death?'" I love Greenwalt.