erika, on the fictional icing of Mister Jimmy Choo by one Tony Soprano:
"Why is our living room covered in shoes?"
"I thought you might want first pick...they're the last ones."
"What did you do?"
"That particular gentleman is not up to the challenge of creating footwear...that's it."
"Adriana's never going to speak to us again. I hope you're satisfied. And I won't be able to hold my head up in Montclair, either."
Kat, in natter, Context Free, about Entertainment Weekly:
Okay. Ew. Bodily fluids do not belong on my EW.
Katie M., summarizing recent activity in Natter:
Also we achieved world peace, but then we thought better of it and talked about pedicures for a while.
aurelia:
I am a bit sad about the whole world peace thing, but I've never had a pedicure so maybe I just don't know how that compares.
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Theo, your unknown Buffista is Katie M.
Hee.
Hec
funny!!!! in
Natter:
Do you seriously want to have a gay-off with San Francisco? Do I even need to defend hometown nellydom?
NoiseDesign:
AIM isn't working from my sidekick today, some error from the server...this is severly limiting my ability to goof off.
Not so much making me laugh as a visual I wish to keep forever and ever
Madrigal Costello:
I now have four pairs of Supergirl undies. That's not excessive is it? I mean, they are different kinds of underwear.