Mal: Does she understand that? River: She understands. She doesn't comprehend.

'Objects In Space'


Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Daisy Jane - Dec 07, 2005 6:17:17 pm PST #8475 of 10003
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Much ma to him, beth!

I got an email from an aunt about retailers trying to get rid of Christmas. Strange that she would send it to me and my cousin, since we're unlikely to be sympathetic. I think there was a good bit of sarcastic emailing between me and Kara ending with "SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JESUS MOTHERFUCKER!" being suggested as the best way to show our holiday Christmas spirit at the family gathering. Kara was also concerned that the email was sent to my aunt from another cousin's wife, then we remembered that they both have the permed soccer mom helmet hair, and decided that the aqua net (more likely Revlon or somesuch) keeps the sanity out and the crazy in.


Ginger - Dec 07, 2005 6:26:06 pm PST #8476 of 10003
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Is there something in the water? I just got the "they're conspiring against Christmas rant" from my mother, who neither listens to talk radio nor goes on the internet.

I was on the phone with her for about an hour and a half, at least a third of which I spent saying, "Well, we both need to be getting to bed" and "I'll talk with you later." First, I had to talk her through the Medicare ratings on the nursing homes they're looking at for my aunt. (She had a stroke on Friday.) That was depressing enough, because I ended up saying things like, "Try not to put her in the one that has three times the national average of patients with bedsores." That was okay, since research is pretty much my job, although she has a long history of calling me for advice and then doing the exact opposite. Then she started an a long rant about the whole holiday/Christmas thing, beginning by saying, "I got Christmas cards that say Christmas, not 'Happy Holidays.'" There's no national attack on Christmas, Mother! Where the hell is this coming from?


DCJensen - Dec 07, 2005 6:28:04 pm PST #8477 of 10003
All is well that ends in pizza.

The anti-anti-christmas people still use snail mail junk mail.


Daisy Jane - Dec 07, 2005 6:46:25 pm PST #8478 of 10003
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Heh. The Daily Show was on topic tonight. I do so love it when Jon finds a jackhole to torment.


brenda m - Dec 07, 2005 6:51:53 pm PST #8479 of 10003
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Colbert just identified the source of the war on christmas as the Coca Cola polar bears, having replaced Santa on the coke cans as part of a neferious plot to next take over for the mall Santas, with the result that we'll just hand over small children for the eating. Sounds about as reasonable as anything.


tommyrot - Dec 07, 2005 6:54:17 pm PST #8480 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

edit - wrong thread.


DebetEsse - Dec 07, 2005 6:54:52 pm PST #8481 of 10003
Woe to the fucking wicked.

Well, I suppose, if you don't take into account the bear-penguin alliance demonstrated in those ads.


brenda m - Dec 07, 2005 7:00:20 pm PST #8482 of 10003
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Oh, those penguins are not long for this world, you wait.


Cass - Dec 07, 2005 7:04:04 pm PST #8483 of 10003
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

They are just snackalicious .


Trudy Booth - Dec 07, 2005 7:14:09 pm PST #8484 of 10003
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

Tummy splodey.