The Empress:

I rec'd an email today that had the signature, "COURAGE is FEAR that has said it's prayers." So, I am thinking of other things that could be FEAR in another situation.

ANGER is FEAR that you were wrong about that one thing.

SADNESS is FEAR that has not been cleaned in a while.

APPREHENSION is FEAR that the chute won't open.

CONCEIT is FEAR that you are in fact, ugly.

Normally I'm opposed to COMMing more than a few posts at a time, but this is worth it:

Lilty Cash:

The internet has allowed me to see Rasputin's wang. Whoever would have guessed it.

billytea:

Whoever would have wanted to?

"Tsarina, there is a Russian Orthodox tripod who wishes to see you."

Lilty Cash:

And, it is just me, or was there some controversy as to whether he'd actually died?

ita:

Well, pretty sure he wishes he had.

Jessica:

If he's a lurker, I'm sure by now he's died of embarrasment.

amych:

Rasputin supports me in email!

KristinT:

Well with 11 inches, I imagine he could support a few of us.

billytea scooped me, but as I have no qualms about COMMing multiple posts (or, in fact, COMMing myself if necessary for set-up), I immortalize the Puns of Natter:

Polter-Cow:

Did anyone else pronounce "ln" "line" in their head?

billytea:

I always spell it out: "L - N". Or occasionally I'll say log, because around here it's given that log means the natural log.

tommyrot:

As it should be.

Gudanov:

It's only natural.

tommyrot:

Your statement is baseless.

Or something.

Polter-Cow:

MATH PUN MAYHEM!!!

ita:

This topic is much too complex for me.

tommyrot:

Don't be irrational.

Nilly:

When the puns are about math, does it mean that the people who are more language-inclined than mathematically-inclined are able to enjoy them?

DXMachina:

I give them an e for effort, though.

ita:

No, I think it's still a pretty divisive topic, subtracting from the enjoyment people usually associate with natter.

Gudanov:

I'm not sure I'm primed up to make a perfect pun with numbers.

tommyrot:

I'm reaching my limit of this--it's all so derivative.

Gudanov:

But puns are integral to the Natter thread. It's what differentiates the Natter thread from other natterish threads.

ita:

We need to integrate it into the flow of conversation better, because sum of us are being excluded from the set.

KristinT:

Does that mean we non-math types should stop being so negative about it??

<the English teacher looks around brightly, looking for praise for her lame attempt to participate>

Gudanov:

It was a very positive addition.

sarameg:

Can I get some sig-ma?

I'm really and heartily sorry and I promise never to do it again.

Gudanov:

We'll try to add some up to carry over to you.

Dana:

I really think this topic might be too divisive.

(After which the conversation shifted to, as described above, Rasputin's giant penis.)

With more on Rasputin's incredible pickled member, shrift:

Rasputin's wang: $8,000

Wang buck-bang per centimeter: $280

Clicking on the close-up of Rasputin's wang just as a coworker walks into the room?

Priceless.

Rasputin's incredible pickled member, shrift

That's a terrible thing to say about a friend, Dana.

t /natter

Wolfram: There he goes again:

Cheney Claims al-Qaida Linked to Saddam

tommyrot: Cheney needs to be rebooted.

In Natter:

Gus: If I was a German who wanted to woo a woman, I would learn another language.

bon bon: I think German is kinda sexy. Then again, I like lots of consonants.

In Angel 4:

Allyson: Are you sure that wasn't spam, Kristen? Maybe that's where they're getting their ideas now. Next on FOX, Wife Swap followed by Split Her in Two with Your Huge Member . Next week, Debt Consolidation, FREE!

Kristen: When I was watching the finals last night I saw a commercial for a show called, "Wife Swap." And then another for something else called, "Desperate Housewives." It was somewhat disturbing to me.

Strega: Desperate Housewives is actually a drama. Well, a suburban soap or something like that. I'm already betting it gets yanked after 3 episodes.

Jessica: Is that the one with the dead narrator? It sounded like a very go-nowhere kind of premise.

Polter-Cow: Dead narrators rule.

Narrator: *AHEM*

I may not exist, but I am NOT dead.

Polter-Cow: You're probably unreliable.

Narrator: And damn proud of it.

Steph and Polter-Cow, on Nick Park:

Steph: I was picturing some sort of weird black-and-white movie in Swedish, with English subtitles that no one can read anyway because they're white on a black-and-white movie, where people are traumatized about pants, demonstrated by looooooooong scenes with no dialogue where the people sit around smoking filterless cigarettes and brooding.

Polter-Cow: No, no. That's The Seventh Trouser.