Well, I think it should be porn. So, maybe you have ot ease up on the child quotient a bit, but I think it could really work.
Possible line of dialog:
"The orphan girl is coming home from her shift at the hardware store - quick, hide the porn!"
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.
Well, I think it should be porn. So, maybe you have ot ease up on the child quotient a bit, but I think it could really work.
Possible line of dialog:
"The orphan girl is coming home from her shift at the hardware store - quick, hide the porn!"
Could it be roombas with cinnamon toast?
Fuck. I keep meaning to buy a roomba. But I end up buying silk dresses or lipsticks or pretty underwear or underarmour heat gear. I don't know what's wrong with me.
OK, upon reading the headline Man in black kills 24-year-old, how many people's first reaction is, "Zombie Johhny Cash"?
Maybe that means I should go to bed....
I don't know what's wrong with me.
Maybe they aren't migraines. Maybe they're purposefully fucking with your head. With beams! You know...THEM.
::hands ita a roll of fashionable tin foil::
Loved GA this week, though it the sudden change from really funny to very serious and sad was a little jarring.
What a fantastic scene between C.J. and Danny at the end of WW! Even better since I just recently watched the goldfish scene from season 1.
Man in black kills 24-year-old
Did it happen in Reno?
Tea has about half the caffeine as coffee, IIRC.
Well, it really depends upon how it's stepped. My parents drink tea that could totally take a vente latte in a fight.
GA was good.
I've been known to put two teabags in my cup. I'll only get up to six or more cups a day around exam time though. It's usually three or four.
Last night's WW was great--loved that CJ got her own series-ending ep.
In non-TV Me news, last night was interesting. I was taking an unpacking break around 6:30 when I heard tires squeal in the parking lot, a "SMASH!!", and the whole building shook. I bolted out onto the balcony, as did my next-door neighbor, and (after first checking to make sure my car was all right, which it was) we looked left and right to see what happened. Finally, we both looked down at the same time, and there we saw the tire tracks and back half of the car that had plowed into the first-floor unit directly below mine (I'm on the third floor).
The driver was an elderly woman in her 80s who had put the car in drive instead of reverse and hit the gas. She was parked in the handicapped spot, which is why there was no curb to halt her progress before she drove onto the grass and into the building. She took out the patio door and the brick wall to the left of it, as well as part of the AC unit. It didn't look like the apartment was occupied at the time (but by the time I saw it, they already had boards in place), but at least nobody was home at the time. The cops put the driver into an ambulance just to check on her, since she was so old and so shaken up, and the car didn't look to be that damaged, surprisingly enough--it only went in about halfway up the hood.