talkin' trash in Natter:
Steph L: msbelle eats paste. Pass it on.
msbelle: made from the ponies that you'll never get.
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talkin' trash in Natter:
Steph L: msbelle eats paste. Pass it on.
msbelle: made from the ponies that you'll never get.
Frankenbuddha: CRY WOOBIE!, the searing epic about an oppressed fandom.
Cindy, for those of us with chronic lag-behind, which thread was Frank's Cry Woobie! in?
it was in the Veronica Mars thread.
Thanks!
dw in Bitches:
Me: "I was up at 3 trying to get the girl back to sleep."
Him: "You're doing a bad job selling me on this fatherhood thing."
Me: "Uh... when the hell am I supposed to be selling you on fatherhood? It's not like I'm gonna get steak knives for every couple that gets knocked up."
Thing is, I give respect, and I expect it in return. I'll tell parenthood like it is and never, ever ask anyone when they're going to have kids, but you tell me how I'm a "stupid breeder" and I'll cram the spare pacifier in my pocket up your ass.
Cindy: No, just the tenth. It goes:
key chain
manual can opener
rechargeable flashlight
corkscrew
toaster
DW40 Gift Pack
clicky fire stick thingie
electric can opener
coffee maker
steak knives
The knives are pretty nice, though.
Hec, in Bitches:
...the baby can't communicate to you what it wants, and even then what they want may be, "My whole life depends on me teething on those serrated steak knives! Nothing else will make me happy!" or, "I am rather blue today, plus my butt itches. Woe! Just pick me the fuck up already! You don't need to wipe your ass! Why must you torture me so?!" or, "I'm soooooo fucking bored. Christ. Where's that thing that was so amusing yesterday? You know. The thing. With the colors. You know what I mean! Just get it, okay?! Fuck you!"
Kathy A: I got punny with my freshman lit class in college, and titled a paper on a Wordsworth poem about the River Wye "Misty Water-Coloured Memories of the Wye We Were." I never punned for a college paper again.
dw: My big "capstone paper" on a failed federal attempt to preserve a patch of tallgrass prairie was titled "Buffalo Grass, Won't You Come Out Tonight?"
In GWW
Teppy: Challenge #75 is cave. Begin spelunking!
deb: Cave? Huh. Must cogitate.
erika: I read that as copulate. Obsessed, moi?
deb: Zen through multiple orgasms works fine for me. Either way, must see what pokes its head out of the cave.
SailAweigh: Huh. Guess I've been doing it wrong all these years.
Tim Minear, on the subject of the wacky "oops" LA power outage of 9/12/05:
Power came back on around 6:00pm. Went out around 1:00pm. My skinny cow low carb bars melted. Where was FEMA? George Bush hates pudgy white guys.
Cashmere:
Change your name to Karl Rove.