Oh well.
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.
Great, and it was even a mom-tempered-by-toddlers thwap.
Can I come out of my room yet? Now? In 3 seconds? Now?
OC: just had a reset, I think....except the promo pretty people shot still had that woman.
Shit. Sorry!
I really don't like the Dean. He creeps me out, bad.
PERKINS!
Mail should arrive tomorrow or Saturday. Let me know if it does. I'm hoping for it all arriving in one piece, and don't forget that in the large envelope is a small envelope marked "Lee" with your birthday pres.
I will let you know!
I like prezzies.
I also like going home, so I am going to do that now too.
Can I come out of my room yet? Now? In 3 seconds? Now?
I can see you at the end of this thread. Post 9938: "Are we there yet?" Post 9964: "Are we there yet?" Post 9980: "Are we there yet?" Post 9992: "But I really have to go!" Post 10001: "...Oops."
If you don't like, BTW, there is an Alternate Prezzie here. I was going to send you two, but I broke one pair of hooks, so I could only finish one.
bt, you forgot: Can we go to McDonalds? Huh? Huh? I want a happy meal. Look! There is a Muckledunnels! Why didn't you stop!?
I was actually the one family member who could hold it the longest. And I was NOT the one who upon finishing a meal asked When are we gonna stop and eat? (that would be my brother.)
I really do not care about any of the new people on the OC. Could this really be the end for us? (Me & the OC, I mean.)
I was actually the one family member who could hold it the longest. And I was NOT the one who upon finishing a meal asked When are we gonna stop and eat? (that would be my brother.)
My younger brother was very prone to motion sickness. And breaking things, occasionally attached to his torso. And being constantly covered in cuts, scrapes and bruises. And he's 33, and it still happens! I swear he has a quota, and if he heals up below it he goes looking for neanderthals in pubs to insult their girlfriend.
My brother still has to be nice to his stomach after eating so poorly in the army he ended up with an infected bleeding ulcer (which he had when we were in New Orleans. Of all places sad to be caught with a bleeding ulcer.)
Some things, are for life.
Jesse, I'm hoping they all go away.