Not everyone can be a precise as you, ita.
Damn it! You know what? I'm sick of this crap. I'm sick of being the guy who eats insects and gets the funny syphilis. As of this moment, it's over. I'm finished being everybody's butt monkey!
Xander ,'Lessons'
Natter .44 Magnum: Do You Feel Chatty, Punk?
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 - Apr 16, 2006 4:00:08 pm PDT #1627 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
msbelle - Apr 16, 2006 4:00:39 pm PDT #1628 of 10002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
yes. why must they continue to use this song over and over?
§ ita § - Apr 16, 2006 4:01:49 pm PDT #1629 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Not everyone can be a precise as you, ita.
It's like you're not even trying.
why must they continue to use this song over and over?
Is there a list? There should be a list. On Wikipedia. Or maybe it's even a trope by now.
Lee - Apr 16, 2006 4:17:35 pm PDT #1630 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I have to be at work at 9:00 tomorrow, and all next week, instead of the usual 10.
Gross
aurelia - Apr 16, 2006 4:21:27 pm PDT #1631 of 10002
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Do you finish an hour earlier, Perkins?
I'll have workmen making lots of noise in my kitchen at 9am all week.
Lee - Apr 16, 2006 4:29:47 pm PDT #1632 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Do you finish an hour earlier, Perkins?
In theory, but 5:00-6:00 can be one of my busiest hours, so I don't know if it will happen.
Jesse - Apr 16, 2006 4:31:14 pm PDT #1633 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
That's bullshit, Perkins. And you can tell them I said so.
§ ita § - Apr 16, 2006 4:35:17 pm PDT #1634 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I just stretched an one of my top ribs cracked.
This is new.
Hmmph. Dilapidated, is what I am.
Why do bones crack? What's that all about?
Lee - Apr 16, 2006 4:38:42 pm PDT #1635 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
That's bullshit, Perkins. And you can tell them I said so.
Eh. I get to leave as long as I don't have any outstanding work requests. The same thing is true if I work 9-6:00
Spidra Webster - Apr 16, 2006 4:55:44 pm PDT #1636 of 10002
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
Welcome to the Bay Area, Polter-Cow.