In Minearverse, on seeing Maxim pics of the star of Tim's new show:
Daniel C. Jensen:Can she kill?
Tom Scola: You've seen Photo #4, right? [for reference: >[link]
KristinT: This proves to me she can wax, not that she can kill.
'Dirty Girls'
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In Minearverse, on seeing Maxim pics of the star of Tim's new show:
Daniel C. Jensen:Can she kill?
Tom Scola: You've seen Photo #4, right? [for reference: >[link]
KristinT: This proves to me she can wax, not that she can kill.
We can't forget "the butter churn of Osiris on eBay" line in the ceramic discussion above. That was the part that got me soda on my monitor.
I include myself only for context for the P-C funny:
Cass: Rum = love. It's a fact.
Polter-Cow: So that's why I woke up naked after eating that tiramisu...
Cass: The tiramisu only said it loved you. It just wanted you shirtless...
KristinT: The question is, was it smeared all over your body? Because if so, hint.
Polter-Cow: Ladyfingers in new places!
Ok, here's the rest of "Hec's fancy bowl" dialogue. That bit of it, anyway.
Dan:
I saw a butter churn of Osiris on eBay...
Connie Neil:
For resurrecting departed dinners? Do you really want to risk all the zombie turkeys that might start wandering about?
Perfectly good white sweater ruined with coffee.
tommyrot in Natter:
Is it considered acceptable to get up while at a dinner party and announce, "Excuse me; I have to go for dumpies"?
DXMachina in Natter:
I'm a firm believer in the old adage "Spare the electric shock collar, spoil the child."
shrift in Natter:
Blargh. Remind me never to mention that I'm bored where the machines can hear me.
Signed,
Just spent an unseemly amount of time debugging an app I previously knew nothing about, and now only know slightly more than nothing, in the "I can fix it, but don't bloody well ask me how to use it!" school of technovoodoo way.
From Literary:
Betsy HP: Worst. Title. Ever. [link]
AmyLiz: Be sure to look for the sequel: The Groom Swells With Pride.
Steph L.: Pssst! AmyLiz! It isn't *pride* making the groom swell....
Betsy HP: I'm waiting for The Virgin Bride Said "Ow!"
Polter-Cow: Followed by The Formerly Virgin Bride Said, "Celibacy!"
Beej in Lord of the Rings:
I'm as flabbergasted by couples using the ONE TRUE EVIL to rule all EVIL rings as wedding bands as I am by the same couples playing Every Breath You Take at the reception.
People. Are you paying attention? Evil//Stalking not the best springboard for a lasting partnership.
Unless, of course, you are Sauron and Saruman sittin' in a tree k-i-s-s-i-n-g.
Over in Natter:
sarameg: My lungs are colonized with something that needs to get its funding yanked and depart defeated and dispirited to its native lands.