'Time Bomb'
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.
Oh geez, I can't look at any more of the pictures of the bees -- it would only serve the asshole right. Swarming bees aren't particularly aggressive, and soon fly off to go build another nest somewhere far off.
Guy's just lucky that they weren't Africanized bees, which would have stung him to death before he committed mass apicide.
Hippo birdies, Shrift!
Major "WooHoo!" and "Congrats" on the buffistwins, Kat & Lori.
I have it on good authority that babies don't typically burst out of your chest.
Happy Birthday shrift! I wish you much porn.
Much congratulations to Kat and Lori! Many good wishes for you. Man, it's springing up babies around here!
the way any parent mixes up their kids
I have been "OlderSister'sName[beat]MyName" for a long while now. We also have the same middle name, which doesn't help matters much. At least now that she's been married for a while, people don't think that she's my mom. So awkward.
Congratulations to those born today, and being born (probably not tomorrow? Probably 6 months from now?). Yay birth!
Reasons to love the Metro section: reports like this one about an ordinary man in the city who jumped off the platform in front of an ongoing train to rescue a guy he didn't know. Yay people!
My mother, sister and I were all very used to being [mom'sname][sister'sname]Lee and didn't think much of it.
The day he added the dog's name[George] when talking to my 14 year old sister was not, however, a pleasant one.
I'm really glad I was no longer living at home when they named the dog Goober.
My mother regularly runs through the names of all the female relatives for the past 60 years, and occasionally adds in the names of pets. At least they're female cats.
I can't look at any more of the pictures of the bees
Wrod. I was hoping the guy would set himself on fire--or have that trailer hitch fall on his head.
"OMG they're neer the chilrdern!" Please, tell the kids that the bees have better things to do than both them and that they'll be gone as soon as they're done.
Hubby and I once cured a girl of Mom-injected bee-terror by the simple explanation of "the bee is looking for food, you are not bee food. As soon is it realizes you are not bee food, it will be off somewhere else." The girl sat still for five minutes instead of flailing around, the bee went about its business, and she was so proud of herself. She immediately went to tell her mom that she wasn't scared of bees anymore, and Mom immediately began flipping out "Bees! OMG Bees!" Idiot.
Reasons to love the Metro section: reports like this one about an ordinary man in the city who jumped off the platform in front of an ongoing train to rescue a guy he didn't know. Yay people!
I saw that this morning. Did you see what he actually did? He realized he couldn't drag the guy up to the platform in time so he lay on top of him and pinned him down while the train went over them. By like inches.