in fly-over (or lay-over) land!So long as it isn't fuck over land. I am kinda tired of that place.
Wash: I didn't think you were one for rituals and such. Mal: I'm not, but it'll keep the others busy for a while. No reason to concern them with what's to be done.
'Bushwhacked'
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.
Cass - Dec 31, 2006 8:10:26 pm PST #8960 of 10007
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
quester - Dec 31, 2006 8:17:05 pm PST #8961 of 10007
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
so long as it isn't fuck over land. I am kinda tired of that place.
Truer words were never spoken!
Lee - Dec 31, 2006 8:42:42 pm PST #8962 of 10007
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
so, who else is tipsy?
DavidS - Dec 31, 2006 8:43:36 pm PST #8963 of 10007
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
so, who else is tipsy?
::raises hand::
I blame Gus.
tommyrot - Dec 31, 2006 8:44:44 pm PST #8964 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.
Not me!
I have the stuff for vodka tonics but am still nursing a diet pepsi.
Matt the Bruins fan - Dec 31, 2006 8:49:36 pm PST #8965 of 10007
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
so, who else is tipsy?
Tipsy was a couple hours ago. I've already had rusty nails and Irish coffees, and then a glass of absinthe to ring in the New Year. But I was just wondering earlier today what I was saving my bottle of goldschläger for, and I think Gus would appreciate the multi-spirit hangover of doom I'm about to commit myself to in his memory.
To our First Man Down.
Lee - Dec 31, 2006 9:00:10 pm PST #8966 of 10007
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Matt may be me, if I decide to get off the sofa. I've already had WAY too much champagne, but I have vodka and fernet and tequila just right over there, in the other room.
aurelia - Dec 31, 2006 9:11:57 pm PST #8967 of 10007
All sorrows can be borne if you put them into a story. Tell me a story.
Lee, didn't we decide on water in a fancy glass?
Lee - Dec 31, 2006 9:17:13 pm PST #8968 of 10007
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
We did, and I am half way there-- I'm drinking (water) straight from the bottle.
Matt the Bruins fan - Dec 31, 2006 9:18:31 pm PST #8969 of 10007
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Ok I have now downed my bottle of goldsclager. My breath smells like peppermint and my throat feelslike the Cuyahoga River.
Goldschlagherrr will KICK YOUR ASS if you use it as a chaserto sonmethuinng that's more than 100 poof.