Susan: My brother, who received hand-to-hand combat training as part of his West Point education, once told me that love is like a knife fight--the only way to survive and prevail is to accept that you're going to get cut and fight anyway.
Coffee On My Monitor
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ita's follow-up to Susan's quote above:
Hmm. I've made peace with the knife fight part of it long ago. Still pondering the rest.
The ineffable Cindy:
I cut myself with a plastic knife, once. This was years before I ran myself over with my own car, though.
And Nutty's followup to Cindy:
Cindy, how are you not dead? Or did all the muggers decide you were too likely to flip them over while you were searching for your wallet to hand over, and pass you by??
Nutty, with some sound advice in Natter:
Generally speaking, when you pull the pin out of a grenade, that only encourages it to explode. That is aiding and abetting an explosive.
Still of the opinion that defense against explosives is run away! Run away! and then hide someplace until they stop exploding.
Sean K, in reaction to a recipe that included whole fish heads:
That's one of my few hard and fast rules about food. It is not allowed to look back at me. EVER.
Natter:
Theodosia: Is there an echo in here, or is somebody having a birthday?
billytea, in Natter (I'm just the setup):
me:
Can she thwump things as well?
billytea:
Not in this thread.
I mean, she can, but then I'd be standing in the corner complaining about these 'damn kids with their loud music and sleeves of sundry colour', and how in my day 'thwumping really meant something'. And you never, ever ponked on the first date.
That's the trouble with kids these days. No respect. It's all thwumping and muppets.
edit: D'OH!
(juliana--you so didn't want credit that you credited billytea with your set-up, too)
ita: For all we know Allyson kicked him in the head and forced him to tell.
Which is perfectly reasonable behaviour, right?
joe: Would that be "Why won't you go out with me? <kick!>" or "Why <kick!> won't <kick!> you <kick!> go <kick!> out <kick!> with <kick!> me? <kick!>"?
Matt: Joe, I think the second option sort of answers its own question.