Now hold on, I'm gonna press the right pedal harder. I expect us to accelerate.

Anya ,'Showtime'


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.


JZ - Feb 08, 2007 2:38:40 pm PST #9466 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Meaner than a witch's tit.

And colder than a junkyard dog, no doubt.


Connie Neil - Feb 08, 2007 2:39:31 pm PST #9467 of 10001
brillig

Meaner than a witch's tit.

And that's mean!


Steph L. - Feb 08, 2007 2:47:07 pm PST #9468 of 10001
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe

However, I enjoyed reading Guess That Buffista, but the physics made my brain curl up in a tiny ball and whimper.

Yes, but how do you feel about auditory vibrations and their interaction, or not, with nearby observers?

::clears throat::

Aux armes, citoyens!!!


bon bon - Feb 08, 2007 3:03:09 pm PST #9469 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.

You may be talking about duct tape and physics, but I want to bring you all my Mixed Metaphor of the Day!

They [class actions] can be the Colt pistol of the little folks, i.e., in appropriate cases, they provide the key to the Temple of Justice for those who could not possibly afford an individual action...


§ ita § - Feb 08, 2007 3:04:16 pm PST #9470 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

the presence or absence of an observer is fundamentally important to the nature of an event? I think that throws a monkey wrench into your outlook on this matter, ita.

My understanding is that you cannot observe an event without changing it, and sometimes you can't know the state of an event in too much detail, but that doesn't mean that things aren't happening.


sarameg - Feb 08, 2007 3:12:06 pm PST #9471 of 10001

I'd like to thank whoever it was here (and I'm pretty sure it was here, why I don't know) who shared the trick of unclogging a toilet with boiling water.

Stupidass inefficient water saving toilets.


Daisy Jane - Feb 08, 2007 3:14:19 pm PST #9472 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Wow. Co-worker just told me a teacher in the suburb where she lives sent home a note to the parents of the black children in her class, telling them she was going to school their kids in how to act right and to pull up their pants because it means you're getting it up the ass in prison, also please write the word SAGGIN backwards and know that's what I think of you and your children.

I mean she didn't use those words exactly (except for the part about writing the word backwards).

The assery. I hope her ass is fired but good.


sarameg - Feb 08, 2007 3:20:29 pm PST #9473 of 10001

Jesus christ, DJ. She at minimum should lose her certification for ever and ever and...jesus.


msbelle - Feb 08, 2007 3:24:31 pm PST #9474 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

hivemind - weirdness in the belle house. I had a very tender thumb that felt really tight on the tip of the thumb and was throbbing and starting to get hot to the touch. Me being me, I (whitefonted for yuck) took sume rubbing alcohol and a straight pin and poked it and sure enough yuck came out. Now mac had the same thing. He will not let me near it and I think i have to take him to a dr., right? it's got to be an infection.

He is so wound up about going to a dr.


Daisy Jane - Feb 08, 2007 3:26:53 pm PST #9475 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Seriously. I thought the burbs down here had moved on to hating the Hispanic people now, you know once they fled the black people. I also thought that at least stupid racist people had to hide the fact that they're stupid racist people, because it's not acceptable behavior anymore. Apparently, she felt free to type up her moronic asshole opinions and send them home with children.

It's times like this I look around me and remember my favorite quote from Blazing Saddles "What did you expect? 'Welcome sonny,' 'Make yourself at home,' 'Marry my daughter.' You've got to remember, that these are just simple farmers, these are people of the land, the common clay of the new west. You know . . . morons."