I call shotgun!
Then I'm slounging in the back seat with my copy of Anansi Boys. Can we stop for bacon?
Yes, it's terribly simple. The good guys are always stalwart and true, the bad guys are easily distinguished by their pointy horns or black hats, and, uh, we always defeat them and save the day. No one ever dies, and everybody lives happily ever after.
Giles ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
shrift - Oct 19, 2005 11:02:52 am PDT #7318 of 10002
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Cashmere - Oct 19, 2005 11:03:48 am PDT #7319 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
Wow, I really want to see a copy the mug shot...
thesmokinggun.com will have it.
Dana - Oct 19, 2005 11:04:11 am PDT #7320 of 10002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
I call shotgun!
Then I'm slounging in the back seat with my copy of Anansi Boys. Can we stop for bacon?
Obviously I meant actual shotgun, as in 'weapon with which to mow down my opressors', but bacon sounds great.
Steph L. - Oct 19, 2005 11:05:01 am PDT #7321 of 10002
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Then I'm slounging in the back seat with my copy of Anansi Boys.
I t heart Spider. So much.
§ ita § - Oct 19, 2005 11:05:23 am PDT #7322 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
'weapon with which to mow down my opressors'
You should call them downpressors. It's what we do.
Dana - Oct 19, 2005 11:06:24 am PDT #7323 of 10002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
I probably also meant to spell oppressors correctly.
shrift - Oct 19, 2005 11:08:56 am PDT #7324 of 10002
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
You're not allowed to go to jail unless you can be out on bail by next Friday.
Nilly - Oct 19, 2005 11:09:07 am PDT #7325 of 10002
Swouncing
Cashmere, I just love walking around the streets here in Sukkot, and just notice all of them hiding in back parking lots and roofs and such, each of them a nice little surprise.
I believe he had a few musicians with him, too, who were playing
Oh, during Jewish holidays (and saturdays, too), one is not allowed to play an instrument, so all the dancing is done in rhythm of the songs that are being sang (again, without music) by those who dance.
And the look on his face was utter joy.
Oh, that's lovely.
[Edit: 7+3=2*5]
Kevin - Oct 19, 2005 11:13:02 am PDT #7326 of 10002
Never fall in love with somebody you actually love.
Is Whedonesque broken for anybody else, or is it just me? I can't see any comments on it.
§ ita § - Oct 19, 2005 11:15:21 am PDT #7327 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
When they put up the "please don't wet the toilet paper rolls" sign in the bathroom -- lo, they stopped getting randomly wet.
The sign is gone now.
The rolls are getting wet again.
Really wet.
What is wrong with people?