Here's a theory. I am just guessing here, but who all thinks it is possible that they put crystal meth in my peach cobbler THUS making me hyper and ridonkulous? plorange.
And the thing is, I like my evil like I like my men: evil. You know, straight up, black hat, tied to the train tracks, soon my electro-ray will destroy metropolis BAD.
Buffy ,'Sleeper'
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.
msbelle - Dec 02, 2005 6:30:20 pm PST #8881 of 10006
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Lee - Dec 02, 2005 6:30:52 pm PST #8882 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
AND THE CAT'S IN THE CRADLE AND THE SILVER SPOON LITTLE BOY BLUE AND THE MAN IN THE MOON.
§ ita § - Dec 02, 2005 6:32:09 pm PST #8883 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
CAN YOU HEAR THE DRUMS, FERNANDO?
Lee - Dec 02, 2005 6:32:54 pm PST #8884 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
So am I the only one for whom Seasons in the sun and Cat's in the cradle are irrevocably linked?
Jesse - Dec 02, 2005 6:33:17 pm PST #8885 of 10006
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
AND I BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT, ALL MY LIFE
msbelle - Dec 02, 2005 6:33:17 pm PST #8886 of 10006
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.
§ ita § - Dec 02, 2005 6:35:21 pm PST #8887 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
DANCE UNTIL THE MORNING LIGHT--FORGET ABOUT THE WORRIES ON YOUR MIND--WE CAN LEAVE THEM ALL BEHIND
That song will always remind me of Jesse and msbelle.
tommyrot - Dec 02, 2005 6:35:40 pm PST #8888 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.
IT'S NO FUN BEING AN ILLEGAL ALIEN.
Lee - Dec 02, 2005 6:36:35 pm PST #8889 of 10006
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
BRANDY, YOU'RE A FINE GIRL.
Matt the Bruins fan - Dec 02, 2005 6:38:01 pm PST #8890 of 10006
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
WHAT A GOOD WIFE YOU WOULD BE