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lori - Sep 14, 2005 2:45:14 pm PDT #8065 of 10000

Corrected, since it's been sitting there incorrect.

In Minearverse:

Got Life: Girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice...

Kristen: And, sometimes, they gut you, just to watch you die.


libkitty - Sep 15, 2005 11:47:22 am PDT #8066 of 10000
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs

Emily in Bitches:

Boys are as a closed book to me.

Make that a glued-shut book. About aerospace engineering or something.


Cass - Sep 15, 2005 7:02:25 pm PDT #8067 of 10000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

in Natter ...

Vonnie: Also, the lead agent is ungodly hot and there was shirtlessness in the first episode. What more do you need?

brenda: A link?


libkitty - Sep 16, 2005 4:29:49 pm PDT #8068 of 10000
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs

connie neil in Natter:

I remember the SCA fighter practice where my husband went up against the King in a sparring practice. The King, being a really good fighter (which is how he got to be King), had let his own beliefs about his skills lull him into neglected an important piece of armor. Hubby is a left-hander with nearly 30 years experience, and King Brion didn't have oodles of experience against lefties. Hubby swung, and King Brion squeaked and did his best curling bacon imitation on the floor.

Everyone was horrified--"He clocked the King!". The Queen stomped over. It takes a lot for Queen Anna to stomp, because she's a very tiny woman. She glared down at her husband.

"You didn't put your cup in, did you."
A very faint "no".
"You didn't think Dragan (hubby) would get a shot in on you, did you."
weak head shake
She kicked him in his armored butt. "Idiot. I want kids someday, you know." As she stomped away she yelled, "Someone get our stupid King off the floor!"

Hubby helped, and Brion thanked him for not laughing.

Your hubby may not have been laughing, but I sure was!


Beverly - Sep 17, 2005 9:23:23 pm PDT #8069 of 10000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Windsparrow in F2F:

I am soooo clueless right now, I couldn't get a clue if I were wearing clue musk, doing the clue mating dance, in a field full of horny clues.


amych - Sep 18, 2005 6:52:40 am PDT #8070 of 10000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Jessica: The good news is, my printer is not a Cylon.


Frankenbuddha - Sep 19, 2005 11:14:35 am PDT #8071 of 10000
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

My apologies if this already got commed. I wouldn't know where to stop copying this, but brave Teppy's tales of battle with the sentient mold in Bitches was making me lose my shit:

Steph L. "Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!" Sep 18, 2005 3:14:18 pm PDT


Cashmere - Sep 20, 2005 3:20:47 am PDT #8072 of 10000
Now tagless for your comfort.

Allyson, in Natter, on why event planning would NOT make good reality television:

She said it would be good for business.

I said it would be unlikely to be good for business, because event planners tend to constantly be dealing with fires, and some jackhole with a nut allergy who just ate the satay with peanut sauce, and some actor who got "lost" (read, had to tie one on) on the way to the party, and a the ice sculpture of David at the bris who was mistakely carved with a foreskin that you have to chip off in front of the horrified father.

We look like raging cuntbag bitchpie most of the time at the event, very unkind, unflattering. Great TV, but with no time for a camera tailing us when threatening the hotel staff with a pair of salad tongs for forgetting to put the sterno blue fire pu pu platter shit under the fondue.

And she said, "omigod you're so funny."

Definitely can't argue with that last statement.


Steph L. - Sep 20, 2005 2:07:44 pm PDT #8073 of 10000
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Natter, bringing the surreal:

tommyrot: Wasn't it just the other day that someone was asking if there were any giant pink bunnies in Italy?

Artists erect giant pink bunny on mountain [NB: this was a link to an article]

An enormous pink bunny has been erected on an Italian mountainside where it will stay for the next 20 years.

Matt: Sure, it seems cute now, but what are they going to say when lightning strikes the thing and there's a 200 foot pink rabbit terrorizing the Italian countryside?

Perkins: That Clovis is at it again?

tommyrot: I think they will say, "Release the giant pink mountain lion!"

Except in Italian.

juliana: Liberi il leone di montagna dentellare gigante!


Gris - Sep 21, 2005 10:00:32 am PDT #8074 of 10000
Hey. New board.

In Bitches:

dw: We don't do DB connections anymore for the web, only XMLHTTPRequest, and I keep dealing with people who don't know what to do with raw XML.

Plei: Glower at it!

(What? It's worked for me since 2001.)

Cass: If glowering at things is the key, I am shockingly underpaid for my skill set.