Yeah, but you're an amateur fry cook and I come from a long line of fry cooks that don't live past 25.

Buffy ,'Showtime'


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.


msbelle - Mar 28, 2006 8:38:08 am PST #6690 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

I like raunchy weddings

yikes.


tommyrot - Mar 28, 2006 8:38:11 am PST #6691 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.

Potato salad with mayonnaise or vinegar dressing?

Mayo. Thus leading to the tradition of the boss going home shortly after the ritual to avoid having his shoes go bad....


Steph L. - Mar 28, 2006 8:38:16 am PST #6692 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

the whole "our friends will have a screw pantomime on the dance floor" seems pretty obvious to me.

God, I feel dense--what's this?

The Electric Slide.

(Not really.)


Nora Deirdre - Mar 28, 2006 8:38:35 am PST #6693 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

the whole "our friends will have a screw pantomime on the dance floor" seems pretty obvious to me.

God, I feel dense--what's this?

Ooh, is it the Macarena?

Or the Wedding Lambada: The Forbidden Electric Slide ?


Rick - Mar 28, 2006 8:40:56 am PST #6694 of 10001

The Olaf Olafson thing became unwieldy

Yes, it's still very unwieldy in Iceland. At least at the last time I was there, the phone book was still alphabetized by firstnames, because the lastnames had little meaning. Imagine having to wade through all of the Jennifers in town to find the one you are looking for. And, of course, Jennifer has a different lastname than her parents and her children.

Actually, the Jennifer list in Reykjavik is probably pretty small, but you know what I mean.


Jesse - Mar 28, 2006 8:41:02 am PST #6695 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I like raunchy weddings (maybe I won't invite my parents to mind) and although there are no formalised ways to sex up the groom, that can be rectified in an ad hoc fashion.

I've been to a wedding reception that included the bride pulling the groom toward her by his tie, often. Is that sexed-up enough?


Jesse - Mar 28, 2006 8:41:48 am PST #6696 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Which reminds me to nitpick: ita, I hope you do NOT mean raunchy weddings, but rather raunchy receptions. Just checking.


JZ - Mar 28, 2006 8:42:03 am PST #6697 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

But what if I marry a fat hairy guy with enormous manboobs?

In that case, I believe tradition dictates that all underwear-tossing ceremonies be replaced by the two of you stepping back and the spotlight falling upon a troupe of trained monkeys who do an interpretive manboob dance choreographed to Nijinski's "Rites of Spring." I think. Gimme a second to check my Emily Post.


§ ita § - Mar 28, 2006 8:43:01 am PST #6698 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Actually, I meant raunchy weddings in that I was thinking of the bride and groom kiss.

The rest of it can be very asexual. Then pick up the sex baton at the reception.


Trudy Booth - Mar 28, 2006 8:43:19 am PST #6699 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

The whole garter removal, toss, flower toss, garter application was what I meant by pantomime screw.

I do the electric slide with relatives, that would be disgusting.