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Like Kafka:
Kat:
A vote for monkeys is a vote for porn! and men with big hands! and Bitter!Wes/Gunn or the slash pairing of your choice! A McHottie in every pot!
Then two from Bitches:
vw bug:
did I tell you guys about the dream I had last night where I married a Buffista and we had the first “purebred” Buffista baby? Dear god it was weird and very real feeling. I’m not going to say who I “married,” because I’m actually a little embarrassed about it and can hardly post when the person’s around.
Jess PMoon:
vw, did the baby have superpowers and a "Read New" button on its forehead?
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(context? Who needs context?)
Steph L.:
The answer is ALWAYS "Inflatable Chair."
Hec:
Not with a six y.o. in the house. The exact scenario would be: Emmett is very excited at its arrival, Dad is very exhausted blowing it up, Emmett spends all day jumping off his bed into the inflatable chair, loud crashing noise is heard after Emmett is forbidden to jump in the chair, wailing, child has large bump on noggin, chair is decompressing losing air rapidly, child watches chair flatten and wails some more at the injustice of the universe.
Trust me. I've done this before.
Steph:
I meant, "the answer is ALWAYS 'send inflatable chair to friend in Cincinnati'..."
ita slashed numbers!
Well, you know, most slash could be mathier.
You've got that backwards. Most math could be slashier. Think of the generation of genius we could cultivate.
Most math could be slashier. Think of the generation of genius we could cultivate.
Could work.
calculus mpreg...
pythagorean threesomes...
how is Spike 126...
They'd come up with some, um, intresting answers, that's for sure.
Jim Eaton-Terry in BaBB - on how much which Un-Americans have seen:
People in the UK who don't have cable/ satellite are only up to dead things . But fuck them - they're just not trying...
(It's worth noting that I was referring to an old JZ COMM w/ the superpowered Buffista baby line.)
Context! Context in new places!
Bitches:
amyparker:
Connie, I've given up. I'm ordering the new sink. Pray for me.
connie neil:
trying to remember the spelling of the chant of the monks in "Holy Grail", who bap themselves in the head with things.
Dana:
Pie Jesu Domine, dona eis requiem
connie neil:
Jesus Pie? I don't think so ...
Is that like an Eskimo Pie?
Dana:
More sacred, less chocolate.
(A good COMM always bears reuse.)
That's what made it funnier! It was a metatextual COMM! It was self-conscious and technically formally ironic!
... This is always what gets me in trouble in class.
Anyway, I'm just wanting to say that I really love
A McHottie in every pot!
I love it
almost
more than I love my current tagline.