I forgot...but maybe you'd like Dr. Wilson to look at your liver, Brenda.
Can't any one of your damn little Scooby club at least try to remember that I hate you all?
Spike ,'Get It Done'
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.
erikaj - Apr 26, 2006 9:59:23 am PDT #3760 of 10002
Always Anti-fascist!
brenda m - Apr 26, 2006 10:07:16 am PDT #3761 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
He can look at my anything, just FTR.
JohnSweden - Apr 26, 2006 10:19:04 am PDT #3762 of 10002
I can't even.
I have a nice collection of Wet Gillian Anderson pictures that I could send in... then there's the Asia Argento folder.
I believe the word is wibble. I tried for other words, and ... nada.
Maybe some people are just more breakable than others.
When knuckles are delicately applied to their noses. Ayup. Perhaps there needs to be testing. Cracking cartilege, does that still count as trauma/weirdness for the breakee and breaker?
I have my new passport. Thanks to the new no smiling rules (to accommodate facial recognition software), I manage to look like someone who, if not a terrorist, is certainly contemplating starting a fight. But, I have an EU passport for flying into the UK and a Canadian passport for flying out. Shortest lineups for me!
Kalshane - Apr 26, 2006 10:42:33 am PDT #3763 of 10002
GS: If you had to choose between kicking evil in the head or the behind, which would you choose, and why?
Minsc: I'm not sure I understand the question. I have two feet, do I not? You do not take a small plate when the feast of evil welcomes seconds.
Car passed testing. Was annoyed that they only had 1 lane out of three open. They didn't even test the exhaust, just plugged into the ODB port (which I wasn't able to find myself and never would have. It was apparently well under my dashboard, just above the pedals.) for about 30 seconds, printed out a sheet saying I passed and told me to come back in two years. Aside from the wait to actually get the car tested, it was quick and painless.
tommyrot - Apr 26, 2006 10:44:45 am PDT #3764 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Yeah, with newer cars the computers track so much data that the car computer can tell by itself if all the pollution control equipment is working correctly. Older cars would still need the probe up the tailpipe method....
§ ita § - Apr 26, 2006 11:07:41 am PDT #3765 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Burrell - Apr 26, 2006 11:09:52 am PDT #3766 of 10002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Hi everybody! Thanks for the birthday wishes for Isaac, I promise to pass them along to him with many kisses attached. Poor weeble had stomach flu this weekend, so no cake until he's all better.
Allyson, I have some sympathy for Gavin's parents. When Franny was first interested in naming her naughty bits, I had to quickly come up with appropriate terms for her to use. We went with "crotch" for the front and "butt" for the backside. Now she sometimes goes around proudly saying "my crotch! my butt!"
Jessica - Apr 26, 2006 11:14:28 am PDT #3767 of 10002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Copperfield told Page Two he pulled out all of his pockets for Riley to see he had nothing, even though he had a cellphone, passport and wallet stuffed in them.
Clever boy!
tommyrot - Apr 26, 2006 11:16:55 am PDT #3768 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
He also handed the thief a rabbit, several doves, and a whole seried of silk handkerchiefs tied end to end....
Jesse - Apr 26, 2006 11:27:51 am PDT #3769 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
We went with "crotch" for the front and "butt" for the backside. Now she sometimes goes around proudly saying "my crotch! my butt!"
At least it's not "My Humps".....
ASSPICS! I demand asspics!
It is a fabulous day here, and I've had a fabulous day today. Yay.