billytea:
Yeah. Last therapy visit, I added up my stress sources over the last year. It equalled the stress from 3.8 deaths of spouses.
Not only am I having a rough year, the only people who understand my pain are in certain breakaway sects in Utah.
Ginger:
And even those sects have trouble coming up with .8 of a spouse.
billytea:
Nah. "I'd like you to meet the little woman."
y'all are eloquent in your pain:
Holli:
My porn-and-frosting cure is not working, dammit.
This country really shouldn't have problems too big for rainbow chip frosting to fix.
Anne W.:
I think I'm going to allow myself to feel bewildered and hopeless until, say, Thanksgiving. After that, righteous anger and a driving sense of purpose.
Nilly:
Life is stronger than anything. Nilly "Natter 29: Got Title?" Nov 3, 2004 2:10:10 am PST
DavidS
, in Natter:
Scenario: Tip O'Neill's hanging out at the gates of heaven, having a smoke. Satan walks by and says, "Tip, how'd you like to see the Red Sox win the World Series. I can pull a few strings."
Tip gives him the stinkeye. "...And?"
Satan, "Bush gets four more years."
"Awww, fuck that. Get out of here before I call St. Michael on ya."
"Hear me out. They come back from three down against the Yankees in the playoffs. Then they totally humiliate them."
"No w-....Hmmm. Three down you say?"
NovaChild in Bitches on politics:
I can hear the slogans now:
My daddy ran the Country,
My brother ran it too,
Vote for me in 2008
And I'll fight a war for you!