Bester: Mal. Whaddya need two mechanics for? Mal: I really don't.

'Out Of Gas'


Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.  

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.


Jesse - Mar 17, 2006 1:49:38 pm PST #4732 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

The flight is at 8:30 tomorrow morning. We are to be at the airport either no later than 5:30 or no later than 6. Tough choice.


Jesse - Mar 17, 2006 1:50:09 pm PST #4733 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Oh, I'll still be here all night, not to worry. But thanks for the good wishes, y'all!


§ ita § - Mar 17, 2006 1:53:00 pm PST #4734 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

::retracts the voyage bonnness::


Sue - Mar 17, 2006 1:53:32 pm PST #4735 of 10001
hip deep in pie

I just did my taxes, and I am getting a good sized return, whee! But I always think that my refund is going to be a few hundred more than it always ends up being, so I am inevitably a bit disappointed at first.


Sophia Brooks - Mar 17, 2006 1:55:20 pm PST #4736 of 10001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

I know have this weird earworm fom Anything Goes:

Bon Voyage
You mean Bon Voyage
I have to say goodbye sweetheart

iBy the Seashoe
You mean Sur la Plage
We'll sit and watch the sea
And share a spot of tea


ChiKat - Mar 17, 2006 2:10:01 pm PST #4737 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

Sean is dead to me. I lurve Shamrock shakes.


flea - Mar 17, 2006 2:11:51 pm PST #4738 of 10001
information libertarian

Would your hips be pressed together?

Maybe occasionally, for the frisson of it, but mostly it would the the charming grins and twinkle in the eye and smooveness.

Also, does your husband lurk here?

Nope.


§ ita § - Mar 17, 2006 2:15:21 pm PST #4739 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Maybe occasionally, for the frisson of it, but mostly it would the the charming grins and twinkle in the eye and smooveness.

Paroxysms of lust aside, he seems like a man that would lead with his hips as often as his hand. Just for the frisson of it.

Unrelated: Uni pee.


Sean K - Mar 17, 2006 2:15:26 pm PST #4740 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

Sean is dead to me. I lurve Shamrock shakes.

Blech. All yours, ChiKat.


Sean K - Mar 17, 2006 2:16:44 pm PST #4741 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

Also? My whole floor smells like salmon. I hate salmon. Peew.