Oh, yeah, baby, it's snakalicious in here.

Xander ,'Empty Places'


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.


Laura - Feb 08, 2007 9:31:28 am PST #9070 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

This has to be a hoax, right? I mean, "The Hoohah Monologues"???? I refuse to buy it.

I wondered if this was just a local news story. They had an interview with the theater manager on my local news. He said one woman that called to complain said her niece asked her what "vagina" meant when they drove past the sign and she didn't know how to answer. Huh? I'm thinking a girl old enough to read the signs at a theater when driving by might be old enough to know the names of her parts.

Anyway, I think the comedy theater changing the name to Hoohah is damn funny, but the director of they play wants it changed back.


Aims - Feb 08, 2007 9:31:35 am PST #9071 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Boggle = KristinT


Lee - Feb 08, 2007 9:32:24 am PST #9072 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I vote Jon B for the boggled, because I think I remember him posting it.


DavidS - Feb 08, 2007 9:33:12 am PST #9073 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Teppy

Phew! Points to Lee.

C'mon! Get guessing. I got five choice quotes all lined up to go.


DavidS - Feb 08, 2007 9:34:02 am PST #9074 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

I vote Jon B for the boggled, because I think I remember him posting it.

Score again for Lee!

Name this Buffista:

There are Buffistas in the Pentagon. There are Buffistas at NASA. There are Buffista mercenaries, and Buffistas trained to kill.

If you try to fuck with us, we will find you. Shit, we're looking at you right now with a Buffista satellite. We've got a team of Buffista ninjas outside your window, right now, who are poised to implant a GPS beacon into your frontal lobes. We will track you to the end of time. The torture will never end, and when you finally die, broken and sexless and starving for reprieve, your last thought will be a mournful rueing of the day you decided to fuck with the Buffistas.


Hil R. - Feb 08, 2007 9:34:30 am PST #9075 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

Allyson.


-t - Feb 08, 2007 9:34:32 am PST #9076 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

I hope the woman who didn't want to explain what "vagina" means has to explain what condoms are and why they come in flavors next time she takes her daughter to a public restroom. That should put things in perspective.


Lee - Feb 08, 2007 9:34:37 am PST #9077 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Allyson.


Nilly - Feb 08, 2007 9:34:41 am PST #9078 of 10001
Swouncing

Allyson!


Aims - Feb 08, 2007 9:34:47 am PST #9079 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Allyson