I think this conversation has broken something in my brain.
Daisy, Daisy...
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.
I think this conversation has broken something in my brain.
Daisy, Daisy...
Mmm, Morton's. I hear they have a fantastic happy hour, with free steak sandwiches.
I hear they have a fantastic happy hour, with free steak sandwiches.
Do they have turkey?
I am so freaking hungry. The least this conversation could have done was put my off my feed, but no such luck. Maybe it's because that's how I think cows are sexiest -- lightly seared.
Maybe it's because that's how I think cows are sexiest -- lightly seared.
You just made Morrisey cry! Of course, that's not really very hard to do.
Pfft. A nice rare steak, perhaps, with a dollop of pâté fois gras covered in bacon? I'm weak right now.
I hear they have a fantastic happy hour, with free steak sandwiches.
Really? Free steak sandwich happy hour is a wonderful idea.
So are daisies.
You just made Morrisey cry! Of course, that's not really very hard to do.
Heh, now I'm flashing on Mike Nelson playing Morrisey on MST3K.
I wrote this song at a time in my life when I was very, very sad - it was this morning.
I am laughing like a loon but having to smother it because I can't explain this to my Utah workmates.
There's a show on a TLC-esque channel about weird jobs, and they did a segment on artificial insemination of horses. The host had to collect the semen, then get it into the mare. There was such a look of "Now, why did I agree to this job again?" on his face. Plus copious usage of pixilation on the stallion.