Jesse:
Brussel sprouts are yum! They're just like little cabbages! People have just cooked them wrong for a long time.
Beth b:
I knew someone out there knew this...
Lee
the artist formerly known as Perkins
:
And here I was, thinking "These sentences would work better if cabbage wasn't ass as well."
Natter's been all about food today....
Hil R.:
I just made some brownies from a mix. (Yeah, yeah, I know. But I had the mix, and felt like having brownies, so it seemed logical.) From the directions: "Pour into an 8" by 8" pan." From the nutrition facts: "Serving size: 2-inch square brownie. Servings per container: about 11." I'm puzzled.
Raquel:
Just wait 'till you see the New Math they use on the calorie counts.
beth b:
obviously math and brownies do not belong together
Boxed Set's making me laugh today:
ita: He's a great leader, sentimentally pragmatic. It's like he shaves with Occam's razor, and uses fairy dust for aftershave.
ita again, in Great Write, I can't figure out how to include context, but the line is funny without it I think:
Now you're going to make them all go out and buy birds out of guilt.
I found this incredibly funny for some reason. Plus, I love everything Miracleman has to say.
Astarte:
FWIW, posting Tim's letter on the Firefly board has yielded a Nielsen box connection. (One of the posters' sisters.)
So, you never know who's going to be on the other end of that modem.
MiracleMan:
"He's dialing-up from inside the house! Get OUT!"
Laura, on finding out the definition of bukake:
Usually I am grateful to learn something new everyday. Other days, not so much.
Catching up in Natter and had to re-share this:
DXMachina: Story of my life. Some guy shows up with a moldy burrito, and I get dumped faster than yesterday's guacamole...
La Tep: Oh, not dumped -- didn't I make it clear I was going to be a great big multiple-seekrit-boyfriend-having ho? 'Cause I am.
Sean K: I'm good with that.
Trudy Booth : you aren't the best at the sekrit part...
Buffista LifeLesson 14b: Do not eat dinner while surfing even fairly innocuous-looking natter, lest ye be gargling soup. Here endeth (cough, splurtle) the lesson.
t wipes mournful looking monitor
Look upon our Empress and despair. And be glad you're not her neighbor.
It's a crab ass day in my neighborhood, a crab ass day for a neighbor. Won't they fuck off? Can't they fuck off? I have always wanted to kill a neighbor, just like you. I've always wanted to rid the neighborhood...of you! So...let's make the most of this crabby ass day! Since we're together, I might as well say.... Won't you fuck off? Can't you fuck off? I don't want you as my neighbor!
In Jossverse in Other Media. It's funny because it's true.
Victor:
Making fans squirm with anticipation is Joss' mutant power.
Trudy:
And naming people Bill.