I would totally eat the sushi for you, Sarameg.
Zoe: She shot you. Mal: Well, yeah, she did a bit... still --
'Serenity'
Natter 47: My Brilliance Is Wasted On You People
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.
Consuela - Oct 18, 2006 4:55:17 pm PDT #4266 of 10001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Jesse - Oct 18, 2006 5:02:30 pm PDT #4267 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I will eat sarameg's sushi in exchange for her doing my dishes! Everyone wins!
sarameg - Oct 18, 2006 5:09:08 pm PDT #4268 of 10001
I require pay for dishes. Maybe bread. So y'all arrange it.
(and Jesse, you totally fouled up doing your dishes before I was in town. Missed out!)
Jesse - Oct 18, 2006 5:10:35 pm PDT #4269 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Dammit.
sarameg - Oct 18, 2006 5:17:06 pm PDT #4270 of 10001
MWAH.
Jesse - Oct 18, 2006 5:18:17 pm PDT #4271 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
{{{}}}
sarameg - Oct 18, 2006 5:19:29 pm PDT #4272 of 10001
Oooh, that reminds me....I never got revenge for ita hugging me for you. Or something like that. It's been awhile.
Allyson - Oct 18, 2006 5:32:13 pm PDT #4273 of 10001
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
Do I look like a gambling girl?
I know for a fact that she will make cookies in exchange for support. Yummy yummy cookies.
DavidS - Oct 18, 2006 5:36:56 pm PDT #4274 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Blech. I think I'm getting sick. My skin's got that sandpapered feeling and my stomach's been churning and I've got a slight fever of 99.3.
I am isolating myself from mother and child.
I never had nuclear nightmares. I read a lot of post-apocalyptic fiction growing up and the world always looked more interesting after the bombs, what with the telepathic animals and whatnot.
Reagan didn't come into power until I was in college and somewhat immune to his fear-mongering.
Maybe some soup. I wish had some french onion. Probably have to settle for ramen or chicken noodle.
quester - Oct 18, 2006 5:40:21 pm PDT #4275 of 10001
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
Strangely, both the bread discussion and the nuclear discussion are taking me back to my childhood.
I was born in the "Atomic City", Oak Ridge, TN in '55. Duck and cover was a real thing in my youth.
My mother was a sporatic cook. But she got on a bread kick for awhile. Dinner was often just bread fresh from the oven with melty butter.