I killed the thread.
Come back-- I won't talk about my cold anymore.
Wesley: All right. I'm going to let you all in on something you may have trouble comprehending. I assure you however-- Gunn: Vampires are real. Wesley: I was telling!
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
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.
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.
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.
Lee - Nov 29, 2005 6:28:13 pm PST #7879 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
What can we talk about?
Bacon! Eggs! Gerunds!
Jesse - Nov 29, 2005 6:29:53 pm PST #7880 of 10006
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Ooh, I'm going to have bacon tomorrow. But I'm not sure if for breakfast or lunch. Maybe both? I have a 2 o'clock meeting, so I'd better not have a big breakfast, because that could lead to my not wanting lunch in time, so I guess it's bacon for lunch. Yum!
tommyrot - Nov 29, 2005 6:30:26 pm PST #7881 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.
I once fed a bacon and gerund omelette to my hairless cat.
Cass - Nov 29, 2005 6:32:33 pm PST #7882 of 10006
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Freak.
Jesse - Nov 29, 2005 6:33:38 pm PST #7883 of 10006
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Why ruin a perfectly good gerund by hiding it in an omelette??!?!?!?!?!
P.M. Marc - Nov 29, 2005 6:34:19 pm PST #7884 of 10006
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Was your hairless cat wearing a seatbelt at the time? And are gerunds Atkins-friendly?
Lee - Nov 29, 2005 6:36:19 pm PST #7885 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Were there olives?