bahahahah.
yeah. right.
I HATE DOING ROLL BOOKS. And this is three weeks earlier than usual which will be nice 3 weeks from now, but at this minute it sucks!
Zoe: First rule of battle, little one. Don't ever let 'em know where you are. Mal: Whoo-hoo! I'm right here! I'm right here! You want some of me? Yeah, you do! Come on! Come on! Aaah! Whoo-hoo! Zoe: Of course, there are other schools of thought...
'The Message'
Natter 40: The Nice One
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.
Kat - Nov 29, 2005 5:53:32 pm PST #7869 of 10006
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Jessica - Nov 29, 2005 5:55:46 pm PST #7870 of 10006
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Soda flavours for the adventurous:
Flavors: Brussels Sprout with Prosciutto, Cranberry Sauce, Turkey & Gravy, Wild Herb Stuffing, and Pumpkin Pie.
Flavors: Broccoli Casserole, Smoked Salmon Paté , Turkey & Gravy, Corn on the Cob, and Pecan Pie.
§ ita § - Nov 29, 2005 6:02:28 pm PST #7871 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Do you think the gravy is made from the drippings?
Jessica - Nov 29, 2005 6:05:15 pm PST #7872 of 10006
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Sadly (or perhaps not), all of these sodas are vegetarian.
Jesse - Nov 29, 2005 6:06:02 pm PST #7873 of 10006
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I don't even want to think about how you make vegetarian turkey soda.
msbelle - Nov 29, 2005 6:06:23 pm PST #7874 of 10006
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
nas-tee.
goodnight thread.
Lee - Nov 29, 2005 6:07:45 pm PST #7875 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
On my way home, I stopped at the grocery store. My purchases were Kleenex, sudafed, nyquil, OJ, lemon juice, and prepackaged food for dinner.
The woman packing everything up asked me very cheerfully "so how are you today".
I was saved from the effort of having to sneer at her by sneezing quite loudly.
Lee - Nov 29, 2005 6:22:33 pm PST #7876 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I killed the thread.
Come back-- I won't talk about my cold anymore.
tommyrot - Nov 29, 2005 6:24:00 pm PST #7877 of 10006
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
What can we talk about? We've already talked about hairless cats in Bitches....
Jesse - Nov 29, 2005 6:24:39 pm PST #7878 of 10006
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Poor sick Perkins.