oh, must go home now, last people are leaving the office, laters.
This girl at school? She told me that gelatin is made from ground-up cow's feet and that every time you eat Jell-O there's some cow out there limping around without any feet. But I told her that I'm sure the cow is dead before they cut its feet off, right?
Dawn ,'Never Leave Me'
Natter 39 and Holding
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.
msbelle - Sep 22, 2005 3:00:16 pm PDT #109 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Lee - Sep 22, 2005 3:01:10 pm PDT #110 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Now I am jealous of msbelle, too.
tommyrot - Sep 22, 2005 3:04:23 pm PDT #111 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I knew it was familiar. Thank you.
I had to google to get the exact lyrics. He must have made up "bipperty-bopperty" as googling them together or separatly just comes up with links to those lyrics. Now I wanna know what a bipperty-bopperty hat is.
Burrell - Sep 22, 2005 3:05:21 pm PDT #112 of 10002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Laters msbelle, come to CA!
I just visited with my friend who has a baby boy 6 weeks younger than Isaac and a 4 year old daughter. Sons were cute, but daughters... oh my! There was finger painting and then body painting and then a bath. SO MUCH FUN!
Atropa - Sep 22, 2005 3:08:10 pm PDT #113 of 10002
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Now I wanna know what a bipperty-bopperty hat is.
I suspect I own one.
tommyrot - Sep 22, 2005 3:09:23 pm PDT #114 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I suspect I own one.
Heh. Yeah, if I had to guess who had one, you'd be the first to come to mind.
billytea - Sep 22, 2005 3:10:47 pm PDT #115 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Sweet. I just skipped 150-some posts and then got this post at the top of my screen. Well-timed, Mr. tea!
It is most excellent. And I've come across an origami hedgehog that frankly looks more like an echidna to me, and I plan to get hold of the plans and alter the nose. I already have origami penguin designs, they're relatively easy to capture.
"The way your daddy looked at it, this cell phone was your birthright. So he hid it in the one place he knew he could hide something: his ass. Five long years, he wore this cell phone up his ass. Then when he died of dysentery, he gave me the cell phone. I hid this uncomfortable piece of metal up my ass for two years. Then, after seven years, I was sent home to my family. And now, little man, I give the cell phone to you."
"Dude, you're just talking out of your ass again." "No, wait, that sounds like my father. Hang on a moment. t bends over SPEAK UP, DAD!!"
§ ita § - Sep 22, 2005 3:17:03 pm PDT #116 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
You should start being jealous around now.
I'm late! Gotta jet!
Lee - Sep 22, 2005 3:22:03 pm PDT #117 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Okay, I can do that.
Consuela - Sep 22, 2005 3:23:19 pm PDT #118 of 10002
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
I'm jealous!