Wash: Well, I wash my hands of it. It's a hopeless case. I'll read a nice poem at the funeral. Something with imagery. Zoe: You could lock the door and keep the power-hungry maniac at bay. Wash: Oh, no, I'm starting to like this poetry idea now. Here lies my beloved Zoe, my autumn flower, somewhat less attractive now she's all corpsified and gross...

'Shindig'


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.


JenP - Oct 17, 2005 6:46:22 pm PDT #6894 of 10002

Oh, c'mon, I want to hear it, Cash...

(I used to have a regular order at Fudruckers that added up to $6.66. But then they raised prices.)


Cashmere - Oct 17, 2005 6:46:32 pm PDT #6895 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.

Heh. That sounds entertaining.

Not when you're standing behind said lady in a REALLY long line and you're late getting back to work and she's arguing with the clerk because she just can't drive a car with "666" on it.

In a fit of frustration I told her, "Satan wants your soul, not your car, Lady."

OK, it's funny after the fact.


Maria - Oct 17, 2005 6:48:16 pm PDT #6896 of 10002
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift

Cardinals win.


JenP - Oct 17, 2005 6:48:17 pm PDT #6897 of 10002

OK, it's funny after the fact.

Oh, my, yes it is. Though, frustration at the DMV is no fun.


dw - Oct 17, 2005 6:49:59 pm PDT #6898 of 10002
Silence means security silence means approval

Satan, shmatan, people; Albert Pujols is the guy to be talking about.

Pujols is a nice guy and possibly the best player in all of baseball (or at least the NL).

You want Satanic, you want Pay-Rod.


Sean K - Oct 17, 2005 6:50:29 pm PDT #6899 of 10002
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

(I used to have a regular order at Fudruckers that added up to $6.66. But then they raised prices.)

I had a friend who would regularly order the chicken-fried steak and a soda at Denny's, because it totalled $6.66 after tax. He had to switch to the chicken-fried steak and coffee after they raised prices.

In a fit of frustration I told her, "Satan wants your soul, not your car, Lady."

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!


Cashmere - Oct 17, 2005 6:55:06 pm PDT #6900 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.

Though, frustration at the DMV is no fun.

Me and the DMV are unmixy things. That's why I was so glad to be able to renew my registration and tags online. The less I go there, the better off I am.


aurelia - Oct 17, 2005 6:55:11 pm PDT #6901 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.

"Satan wants your soul, not your car, Lady."

That is fantastic. My mother was unhappy with my SS# but I don't think she tried to argue with anyone about it.


Nutty - Oct 17, 2005 7:10:36 pm PDT #6902 of 10002
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."

What a game that was. Inning after inning of littleball and that troll David Eckstein. Nothing even smelling like a home run till the 7th, and then one for each team out into that short porch in left. Pujols was standing there at the plate just watching it fly, it was so pretty.

Pujols is a nice guy and possibly the best player in all of baseball (or at least the NL).

I am sure he is (in the NL anyway). Also, where would he hide a tail in those tight white trousers? But you all were talking Satan, and Satan does not hit home runs in the 9th with 2 out against Light Out Lidge in an elimination game during the postseason. What is more important here, a pennant race, or your immortal soul??

You want Satanic, you want Pay-Rod.

The New York back pages are muttering that he should be traded. He just doesn't have the magnetism, and can't compete with, and I do quote, "Derek Jeter, the girl next door."

Sometimes, the comedy routine writes itself.


DavidS - Oct 17, 2005 7:52:28 pm PDT #6903 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

What a game that was.

The hardest part for me was watching Craig Biggio's eyes welling up before they lost the game when they had the Cards down to their last strike and 18 years of baseball were about to finally take him to the World Series.

But Pujols was the MFM.