I mean, let's say you did kill us. Or didn't. There could be torture. Whatever. But somehow you found the goods. What would your cut be?

Mal ,'Out Of Gas'


Natter 48 Contiguous States of Denial  

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.


Nutty - Dec 12, 2006 10:55:54 am PST #5793 of 10007
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."

Nutty, you have depressed me.

What, you don't like duck??

I have no idea who wrote that story, but it's nowhere represented on the intarnets, to my dismay. I thought everything was on the intarnets by now!


Trudy Booth - Dec 12, 2006 10:56:51 am PST #5794 of 10007
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

O. Henry with cannibalism! Awesome, indeed.

And a dash of Kafka.


Kathy A - Dec 12, 2006 10:58:37 am PST #5795 of 10007
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil

sad songs about death were my favorites.

Then Julie yelled, he's got a gun, and she stepped in front of me
Suddenly, a shot rang out, and I saw Julie falling
I ran to her, I held her close, when I looked down, my hands were red,
and heres the last words Julie said...

Daddy please don't, it wasn't his fault, he means so much to me
Daddy please don't, we're gonna get married.....aaahhh..ahhhh
ahhhh....ahhhhh

Run Joey run Joey run Joey run Joey run Joey run


tommyrot - Dec 12, 2006 11:02:20 am PST #5796 of 10007
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

I loved this too:

Solomon Grundy,
Born on a Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
Took ill on Thursday,
Grew worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday.
That was the end of
Solomon Grundy.


Sophia Brooks - Dec 12, 2006 11:03:49 am PST #5797 of 10007
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here

Goodness-- I didn't know anyone else knew Solomon Grundy-- but I loved it too! I also thought that the old man in "it's raining. it's pouting, the old man is snoring" was my grandpa because he used to fall asleep in his chair and snore.


tommyrot - Dec 12, 2006 11:07:06 am PST #5798 of 10007
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Goodness-- I didn't know anyone else knew Solomon Grundy-- but I loved it too!

It was recorded on some LP that my parents had. I think the whole thing was recordings of old folk songs/poems, etc.


Jessica - Dec 12, 2006 11:07:44 am PST #5799 of 10007
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

Weird internet coincidence -- today's Old Foodie entry mentions "Solomon Gundy" (a variant spelling of salmagundy, described in the entry as a kind of pickled herring salad).


ChiKat - Dec 12, 2006 11:13:18 am PST #5800 of 10007
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

The Little Match Girl was your favorite story?

My fav as a kid was Andersen's Little Mermaid. Not a happy, Disney ending, let me tell you what. But, oh, how I loved it! (Still do, truth be told.)


tommyrot - Dec 12, 2006 11:15:32 am PST #5801 of 10007
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

My fav as a kid was Andersen's Little Mermaid. Not a happy, Disney ending, let me tell you what. But, oh, how I loved it! (Still do, truth be told.)

Yeah, I liked that one a lot too. The part that stuck in my mind was how when she walked on her feet it felt like she was walking on razor blades - the pain was so intense. But she did it for love... yep, I loved that one. How did it end? Wasn't she with the guy for just one day?


ChiKat - Dec 12, 2006 11:16:21 am PST #5802 of 10007
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

The part that stuck in my mind was how when she walked on her feet it felt like she was walking on razor blades - the pain was so intense. But she did it for love...

Yes! Exactly! In the end, she didn't get him to love her and she turned to sea foam.