I gotta ask...
Am I the only one who reads the thread title as Natter 45: Smoove as Billytea (Lastname)?
Just me?
Gunn: We open a can of Machiavelli on his ass. Harmony: It's Matchabelli, Einstein, and it doesn't come in a can.
'Soul Purpose'
Natter 45: Smooth as Billy Dee Williams.
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.
Cass - Jul 26, 2006 7:32:21 pm PDT #8961 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Allyson - Jul 26, 2006 7:38:49 pm PDT #8962 of 10002
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
No, I read it like Smoov all the time.
§ ita § - Jul 26, 2006 7:54:07 pm PDT #8963 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
It's totally smoove. In fact, I'm continually disappointed by the lack of creamed corn.
bon bon - Jul 26, 2006 8:26:32 pm PDT #8964 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Ugh, I have random hives. What the hell?
§ ita § - Jul 26, 2006 8:32:33 pm PDT #8965 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Get thee to Aveeno. Con Benadryl.
Oh, damn. I meant to fold my laundry while I was despairing of myself to BFF on the phone.
Can't imagine how that slipped my mind.
Maybe tomorrow. Along with the grocery shopping and the pickup from the pharmacy.
billytea - Jul 26, 2006 9:01:06 pm PDT #8966 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Ugh, I have random hives. What the hell?
Apparently, I have random smoove.
Cass - Jul 26, 2006 9:03:50 pm PDT #8967 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I never said it was random. Just the smoooove.
Lee - Jul 26, 2006 9:05:30 pm PDT #8968 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I have to be in a restaurant in Cupertino at 7:30 tomorrow morning (to meet G&J before J goes off to medical school). Why aren't I asleep yet, or even remotely tired?
Kat - Jul 26, 2006 10:23:46 pm PDT #8969 of 10002
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
bon bon, are the hives from the hot? I'm just curious.
Jesse - Jul 27, 2006 2:50:39 am PDT #8970 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
How did I become the morning shift, is my question.