What should I do, then? Send her a gift? Sacrifice? … Unholy fruit basket?

Angel ,'Just Rewards (2)'


The Crying of Natter 49  

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.


Scrappy - Jan 30, 2007 11:43:02 am PST #6966 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Bon, instead of bumperstickers, you have Torn Earlobe? See Dr. Zizmor.

Same diff.


juliana - Jan 30, 2007 11:43:11 am PST #6967 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

Anyone have any idea what would pair well with pear (Heh) vodka besides Cranberry?

I would think that sparkling water or club soda would be verra tasty. Or Limonata. For some reason, I think carbonation is for the win in this case.


tommyrot - Jan 30, 2007 11:43:30 am PST #6968 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Hmmm... maybe I should put a vintage bumper sticker on my Lincoln. "Nixon in '60"?

Did they have bumper stickers back then?


§ ita § - Jan 30, 2007 11:44:18 am PST #6969 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

30 Days of Pork, day 18. Oh, god, do I ever want that sandwich. Fuck.

I didn't know that you recognized the concept!

Me, I thought sinking the cleaver into the pig's skull was perfectly reasonable. Didn't go as deep in as easily as I'd have thought--I wonder how much the cooking process affects the consistency of the bone.

Eureka! I have found an interview outfit for tomorrow. It's vintage, so I hope it's not too too, but it's the most sober/businessy I'm gonna get with this ass.


Daisy Jane - Jan 30, 2007 11:45:41 am PST #6970 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

See and I think tart is the key.

ETA: To mixing pear vodka, not ita's interview outfit.


Jesse - Jan 30, 2007 11:47:22 am PST #6971 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

This conversation does not relate to me! Subway taxicab bus walking! There, that's more like it!

You could put political pins on your backpack. If you were a dirty hippie, I mean.

Bon, instead of bumperstickers, you have Torn Earlobe? See Dr. Zizmor.

Ha! That seems to be less of an issue now. Either because Dr. Zizmor got new laser resurfacing equipment, or because doorknocker earrings went out of style.


Cass - Jan 30, 2007 11:50:42 am PST #6972 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Didn't go as deep in as easily as I'd have thought--I wonder how much the cooking process affects the consistency of the bone.
I think of cooking as a bone softening thing. I realize I have nothing to back this up with at all now. Cites, people, I need facts and cites. Or a couple of pig skulls.


bon bon - Jan 30, 2007 11:51:12 am PST #6973 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

Bon, instead of bumperstickers, you have Torn Earlobe? See Dr. Zizmor.

That's right! Dr. Zizmor, 1-800-Immigration, 1-800-Divorce, See Something Say Something....doesn't quite have the same ring. The most significant subway-ad-related happening in my life was when Interboro college had ads where "students" expressed their hopes and dreams. One of these students was supposedly named "Cesar Feldshook."* Well, it just so happens that a good friend's married name is "Genie Cesar-Feldshook" and we took pictures and laughed and laughed and she is known as Dr. Interboro to this day.

*Part of this name has been changed, but it was that random.


tommyrot - Jan 30, 2007 11:52:14 am PST #6974 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Cites, people, I need facts and cites. Or a couple of pig skulls.

F2F icebreaker!


Ginger - Jan 30, 2007 11:53:44 am PST #6975 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Nixon-era bumperstickers: [link]