For the record, the answer is: One hundred percent, if you're my drama magnet of a sister. That girl, I swear.
Saffron: But we've been wed. Aren't we to become one flesh? Mal: Well, no, uh... We're still two fleshes here, and I think that your flesh ought to sleep somewhere else.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
brenda m - May 04, 2006 12:09:52 pm PDT #5439 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
tommyrot - May 04, 2006 12:09:58 pm PDT #5440 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.
Any guesses?
Something close to 1.
§ ita § - May 04, 2006 12:10:32 pm PDT #5441 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
what then are the chances that the person parked next to Person A in the stadium parking lot will be Person A's (soon to be former) boss?
100%, because Captain Irony is in charge of this here ship.
beekaytee - May 04, 2006 12:12:06 pm PDT #5442 of 10002
Compassionately intolerant
No WAY. That's hilarious.
Jesse - May 04, 2006 12:12:18 pm PDT #5443 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Oh, man. That's kind of great, in a fucked-up way. Not the laid off part, of course. That part sucks. But I have an irrational love of "What are you going to do, FIRE ME??"
§ ita § - May 04, 2006 12:14:12 pm PDT #5444 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
bon bon - May 04, 2006 12:14:22 pm PDT #5445 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
bon, some kravvers carry Ogio locker bags. I'm not sure why, since a gym bag that fits in a locker doesn't fit all the gear we need. I think it's mostly instructors who don't get all hands on during teaching.
Still a little big...I need something that carries well, since I walk on a crowded street for about 8 blocks to the gym. And then something collapsible so it can get stuffed into the locker. I just can't believe that Lucy, say, is not on this; and that the items that appear to be recommended by what comes up on google are no longer for sale. What happened to the Timbuk2 yoga bag, for example?!
Charles Barkley is an ass.
I've heard terrible things about him but I still find him so charismatic.
brenda m - May 04, 2006 12:16:55 pm PDT #5446 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
Oh, man. That's kind of great, in a fucked-up way. Not the laid off part, of course. That part sucks. But I have an irrational love of "What are you going to do, FIRE ME??"
Totally. At least she's laughing now.
sarameg - May 04, 2006 12:18:46 pm PDT #5447 of 10002
Man, I'm dealing with some bad attitudes. Someone has described an error message (access denied; data is protected) as snitty.
No, sugar. That ain't snitty. Snitty would be Can't you read the directions? This data is protected. If you are suppose to be able to access it, maybe you should follow the directions posted in ELEVENTYMILLION PLACES and get the permissions set on your account. Good grief.
Kalshane - May 04, 2006 12:22:14 pm PDT #5448 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.
That's priceless, Sara. Wow.
Of course, we have a user here who has had a problem logging into her computer every morning this week due to combination of forgetting her password and fat-fingering it and has copping an attitude with us over her deficiencies.