If you take sexual advantage of her, you're going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters and people who talk at the theater.

Book ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


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.


JenP - Oct 31, 2006 2:23:03 pm PST #6598 of 10001

Hee! High fives Cindy


Allyson - Oct 31, 2006 2:23:57 pm PST #6599 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

My poor dear nephew was dressed as a lamb.

But this is also the first year he was aware of the "going to get candy" aspect of Halloween, so I doubt he cared much about the lame costume.


Jesse - Oct 31, 2006 2:24:38 pm PST #6600 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

I'm afraid candy (plus going-away cake, not to be confused with yesterday's birthday cake) contributed to my immense late-day crankiness with my work and my boss and myself. I will be trying to resist the leftover candy tomorrow.


JenP - Oct 31, 2006 2:27:28 pm PST #6601 of 10001

Aw, just had a cute little princess whose skirt was a bit too long, so she sort of had to hike it up going back down the stairs. Too cute.

When my newphew was four, he had a positively adorable little wizard costume. The doorbell rang, and the first trick-or-treater arrived, dressed as a scary witch. Nephew promptly found a big chair behind which to hide and could not be convinced to go out the door into that big, bad night. Nuh and uh.


Topic!Cindy - Oct 31, 2006 2:33:08 pm PST #6602 of 10001
What is even happening?

Your nephew and I are kindred spirits, Jen. I went out the Halloween I was two, ran into my friend's big brother (who was 11) dressed up as an Indian brave, ran back to the house, and told my mother, "You close that door. You look that door. You don't answer that door."

She had to get a neighborhood teen to come hang with me in the kitchen, so she could answer the door and hand out candy.


Lee - Oct 31, 2006 2:37:45 pm PST #6603 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Sugar high...please send Coffee Bean.


JenP - Oct 31, 2006 2:40:23 pm PST #6604 of 10001

Har. Poor bitty Cindy.

Oh, Lee - I meant to post earlier that I loved the kitty bling skirt! So awesome.


Kalshane - Oct 31, 2006 2:40:35 pm PST #6605 of 10001
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.

One year my mom and aunt decided to dress up my cousin, my brother and my sister up as different Care Bears. Though they didn't mind at the time, it's not a year my brother or cousin care to see pictures of.

I can't really remember what I went as most years. I know I was one point or another RotJ Luke Skywalker, a Ghost Buster, Optimus Prime, a Ninja and the Grim Reaper, but that still leaves 6 years or so unaccounted for.


bon bon - Oct 31, 2006 2:41:48 pm PST #6606 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

It took me two hours to get home. A clusterfuck so perfectly designed to keep a poor sick person from her couch you'd think I was cursed. But I am here with my gatorade and lonely candy.


amych - Oct 31, 2006 2:41:52 pm PST #6607 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

buy 40 lbs of candy and get through it all

Dude. And I thought the houses were the reason we couldn't afford to live in your 'hood.

Oh! I forgot! So cute! Our one group ended up being (I assume, at this point) the only ones we got, but the wee witch, who was blonde and freckled and six-ish and not in the least scary, scrunched up her face at me and said "Hey, I know you!" Waving to the kids who are waiting for the school bus has its rewards.