Aimée:
The Minion SOng:
Minion, minion, please go home.
Don't be b e working,
please go home.
It's too late for you to work,
GO home and sllep
work doesn;t love you that much.
Sleep, the pay is not that good,
Jilli on the Buffistas love you more/
you are cool and very neat,
please minion don't be at worjk.
cont...
That, is by far, my worst filk ever. It's supposed to be to the tune of "Christmas Don;'t Be Late" by the Chipmunks.
Meara doesn;t know that song, but knew the tune and made out with random girl who was cute.
In Bitches:
Sean:
And now the truth comes out. ND, James Taylor and I had a weekend thing once. James had no complaints about the sizes of our manhoods at the time, the bastard...
Cindy:
Well sure, if you just put them together.
MechaKrelboyne, out of context in Firefly
'Now why don't you put down that plate of raw and steaming human flesh and have some nice strawberries instead, son?'
Emily in Bitches. I'm not giving context; the discussion leading up to it is too much for me this early. Go look if you need context.
The above drawing, for those who'd like to know before clicking, features da Vinci's drawing of a man with his insides showing engaged in copulation with... well, the breast through upper thigh of a woman. Apparently sperm comes down a channel from his brain, and there seems to be a tube of some kind connecting her nipple with some abdominal internal organ...
Wow. It's like Geiger, but not intentional.
In, of all places, Bureaucracy
Jesse: I've never read the books, but it seems pretty well obvious that Aragorn is who they mean when they say "return of the king." I mean, it's not Elvis, right?
Emily
Good start! Now propose a mechanism which would react in a similar way to the same stimulus (or, to help with the other class: given some group already proven to be smokin' hot, prove that there is some polynomial-time computable function f such that a person X fits into that group if and only if f(X) is a smart chick. This will prove that smart chicks are at least as smokin' hot as any other group of hotties, and that if any one of them is in the set P, P = HOT).
Madrigal Costello:
I remember wanting crutches. But even when I broke my ankle, the doctor wouldn't say that I needed them, so I just had to hobble. A person really needs a prop like crutches to look tragical enough to get sympathy from others. I ended looking like I'd had someone else's much larger foot attached to my leg.
