My money is on Giant Twinkie.
But where could they hide such a Twinkie?
My guess is under Lady Liberty's skirt. (Robe. Whatever.)
So that's my dream. That and some stuff about cigars and a tunnel.
Faith ,'Get It Done'
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.
tommyrot - Oct 28, 2005 5:43:17 am PDT #9477 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.
Ginger - Oct 28, 2005 5:44:28 am PDT #9478 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Mine is on the Staypuff Marshmallow Man.
Ack, Perkins. Not a way to start a vacation.
There's some other way to start a vacation?
quester - Oct 28, 2005 5:44:54 am PDT #9479 of 10002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
The stay-puff marshmallo man?
xposty!
shrift - Oct 28, 2005 5:45:11 am PDT #9480 of 10002
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
OK shrift, how exactly was your family pronouncing it?
Oh, god. One was pronouncing it "schonn" and another "sky-on", and I sat there, brow furrowed, totally lost. About ten minutes later, when I was ready to make them SPELL the damn word for me, it finally clicked.
And then I attempted to commit seppuku with the pizza server.
Gudanov - Oct 28, 2005 5:45:15 am PDT #9481 of 10002
Coding and Sleeping
Maybe the smell is an ultra complex synthesis of subsmells that was sent by aliens to transform the DNA of humans.
Trudy Booth - Oct 28, 2005 5:47:55 am PDT #9482 of 10002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
The smell is the first thing to give me pause in a while.
Subway threats? Feh. Chatter? Nah.
But the mystery smell moving across the city has me creeped.
msbelle - Oct 28, 2005 5:48:05 am PDT #9483 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I'm kinda mad I don't smell it, but it would probably just make me want waffles. mmm waffles.
Lee - Oct 28, 2005 5:49:30 am PDT #9484 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
There's some other way to start a vacation?
Well, I could have gotten bitten by the raccoons, I guess. I thought the fall down go boom would be better though.
ION, the guy sitting across from me keeps scratching/playing with himself.
Dude, get a room.
eta: I just noticed he's reading an Ann Coulter book, and now I'm even more skeeved.
bon bon - Oct 28, 2005 5:50:00 am PDT #9485 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Fucking A, people, last night I smelled the syrup and thought something had spilled near the couch and was doing crazy things like sniffing my pillow all over. And then we smelled it again in the bedroom and I was going nuts that there might be syrup in my hair or something (though I managed not to smell it until the evening).
So yeah, there was definitely a slight syrup smell-- slight enough so that you thought it was on you. Bob smelled it too. It's incredibly odd that the whole island can smell it and no one knows what it is.
Allyson - Oct 28, 2005 5:50:54 am PDT #9486 of 10002
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
My theory is an antifreeze leak on a huge scale. Antifreeze leaking in a car smells sweet and syrupy. You don't usually notice the leak until you turn on the heat for the first time in the Fall.