I'm only on b.org enough to COMM people, apparently, but this was too good to be passed by.

billytea describes a new dating tactic in Bitches:

I'm thinking of things to put down for 'interesting stuff about me. Things like "Once at a high school sports day, I managed to hit myself in the back of the head with a javelin" or "I once caught a pigeon with my bare hands" (released it unscathed, of course. Problem is, I keep veering off into stuff which I think is much more interesting. This could be a problem.

Her: This card says "The southern right whale has testicles that weigh half a ton and a twelve-foot long prehensile penis! That isn't about you!"

Me: I think you mean that you hope it isn't about me.

dude, bwah!!! And also nice to see bt get his mojo back, too.

The resplendent (and hilarious) Juliana:

I consider yesterday to be a massive triumph of the will, but not in that icky Leni/Hitler way.

Allyson -

I'm on it. Writing a part for Colin in which he teaches everyone how to Chapeau.

In Natter:

Allyson: WHAT THE HELL IS A CUDDLE CADDY?

Gudanov: I'm seeing a person with a bag full of stuffed animals and blankies.

"What do you think Pete, number four teddy bear?"

"Judging by the angle of the body language, I'd go with a number 3 blue blanket."

"Good call Pete."

This just cracks me up.

Jesse, in Natter:

I think it's safe to say that any pop song about putting anything into anything else is actually about Doing It.

In natter, Just Say No to sex talk.

msbelle: notice how George does not say sex should be talked about a lot. This is the great philospohy divide between myself and Salt&Peppa, perhaps you read about it in Philosophy News.

Nutty reports in:

Nutty:

• Flea, Mr. Flea and Casper the Amazing Wonder Niece have landed
  
• Here, I mean
  
• They called at noon to discern that I would have to stay at work ALL FUCKING DAY despite my hope of leaving at 2 due to Project That Would Not Die Despite My Stabby Motions
  
• They went off to gallivant, and at 4pm the skies hurled poodles and dachsunds at them
  
• I am just finishing work, and heading out
  
• Except for possible theft of the matriarchal PowerBook, and a confirmed (in advance) visual sighting on Sunday in Salem, flea and I expect to be quite invisible for a week.
  
• So that I do not have to contemplate killing ANYONE ELSE at my job, for at least a week.
  
• OMG I need a drink. Also, for the rain to clear up.

In Bureau, re: the mailing lists:

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DX: I think DC got set up elsewhere. There's also an Upper Midwest list that either Gus or Tommyrot runs.

ita: Huh. When Buffistas fracture ...

DX: Maybe we should make them rejoin the Buffistas alliance.

Aimée: t puts on long brown coat

DX: t puts on blue gloves

Aimée: You can't take my lists from me!

Bitching. I am just set-up for The Empress making me inhale jasmine tea.

Cass: t attempted bug bogart

vw bug: Where's MM with his machine?

Aimée: Pfft. Same question I've been asking!