Don't you want me to be happy?
Hmm.
If we were all nicer, Perkins life might be less fraught.
But ours would be so much more boring.
So my misery and fraughtfulness is necessary for your entertainment?
It's my estimation that... every man ever got a statue made of him, was one kind of sumbitch or another.
Mal ,'Jaynestown'
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.
Lee - Mar 24, 2006 1:27:55 pm PST #6118 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
§ ita § - Mar 24, 2006 1:30:53 pm PST #6119 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
So my misery and fraughtfulness is necessary for your entertainment?
Let's just call it the curry on our goat of happiness.
Lee - Mar 24, 2006 1:33:49 pm PST #6120 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
That's still better than Aimee's bacon and Swiss cheese, I guess.
Aims - Mar 24, 2006 1:36:16 pm PST #6121 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I could add it to the curry on the goat.
Lee - Mar 24, 2006 1:48:30 pm PST #6122 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
ita, are you going to let her desecrate the goat curry that way?
tommyrot - Mar 24, 2006 1:48:35 pm PST #6123 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Good job, there, tommy.
Hee hee. I mean, oops.
§ ita § - Mar 24, 2006 1:54:48 pm PST #6124 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
are you going to let her desecrate the goat curry that way?
Em's under instructions to head butt her in the pubic bone if she even tries. Never fear.
Given I'm at the point where I'm smelling eddies in the space time continuum, I think it's an absolute miracle I've been pre-migraine ALL FREAKING DAY without going over into migraine.
Not necessarily a miracle I'd have voted for, but still.
At least my 2006 Professional Plan is complete. Draftwise. Now, onto the next document.
bon bon - Mar 24, 2006 1:58:03 pm PST #6125 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Which is why you should update the story to say the F1 key instead.
This assumes that your unsophisticated computer user has any clue what those F-keys do.
tommyrot - Mar 24, 2006 2:00:17 pm PST #6126 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
This assumes that your unsophisticated computer user has any clue what those F-keys do.
They're backup keys, in case something happens to the 'F' key...
Aims - Mar 24, 2006 2:00:28 pm PST #6127 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Em's under instructions to head butt her in the pubic bone if she even tries. Never fear.
stinkeye