Anya ,'Get It Done'
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Holli - listening to 250 white suburban Jewish kids sing along to "Baby Got Back" at the tops of their lungs
Allyson - am I drunk already, or does that say, "listening to 250 white suburban Jewish kids sing along to "Baby Got Back" at the tops of their lungs"?
Kat in Natter:
Dude, if I could read peoples' minds, I so would all the fucking time. I'd know 50% of everyone's deepest darkest secrets. With my luck it would be the crappy 50%, but still.
Angus: Happy Thanksgiving, Americans. I dunno about Pilgrims and shit, but I certainly give thanks for all of you.
DXMachina (on Consuela's crazy hours) : Free the environmental three! Free the environmental three!
Angus again in Natter: Go Connie! That counting your blessings crap is for losers!
Trudy, on David Bowie's love life:
I saw Iman IRL once. She is so beautiful that she's like art.
Truly worthy.
Rosewhite in Buffy:
Holding out for non-denominational satanity.
Am-Chau Yarkona:
Is there a different Special Hell for pervy hobbit-fanciers? Because I've just spent a good half hour looking at pictures of Frodo, and mourning the fact that he isn't doing anything dirtier than looking at Merry's carrot.
connie neil, in Bitches:
Elves are too froofy, they look like they'd bitch about dirt on their tunics. Yeah, sure, they'll slog through teh mud and muck and gore for the job, but you know they're hating it. "Oh, all right, Glorfindel, I'll take on the Hordes of Orthanc, but you're paying for the damned dry cleaning."
edit: Aragorn, now ... gets pleasantly scruffy and cleans up nice too.
I got here first:
FayJay:
This morning, as I mentioned, we had maths. There's only one lad in our group, and he's a sweet boy & v. keen on wargames/TLoTR etc, which is all good.
We were doing a thing about Probability which involved tossing a coin & recording whether it came down heads or tails, and I grinned and said: "See, you can do this with coins, but dwarves - not so much," at which point we both chorused in gravelly cod-Welsh accents "Nobody tosses a dwarf!" and he added: "Except Mrs Dwarf," and we both giggled madly.
A few moments later one of my coin tosses went dramatically awry and landed in his lap. I cracked up. He looked at me and said "I think I'd better recover that, Fay," and I agreed, between giggles, that it was probably for the best.
"I'm not going to ask whether I just gave you heads," I added, and then the maths-doing got derailed for a while for more giggling. 'Cause it turns out we're both actually twelve years old, max.