amych in Natter:
Last I checked, pregnancy causes belly and boobs, but not ruffles. (And if it does, I'm doubling up on birth control. Maybe tripling.)
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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amych in Natter:
Last I checked, pregnancy causes belly and boobs, but not ruffles. (And if it does, I'm doubling up on birth control. Maybe tripling.)
Slightly edited for context, from Natter--
ita: Farewell, sweet Jesse! It was wonderful while it lasted.
Gud: Hold on (snip), she might pull through. Don't count your cowgirls before they corpsify.
In Bitches....
Betsy HP: Stills from the long-suppressed Disney film "The Story of Menstruation":
In the third from the bottom, I can only assume that the young lady's radioactive cooch has destroyed civilization. Note her look of shame and horror.
DX in Boxed Set:
Ya know, the A-Team maps pretty well to the original SG-1 team - gray-haired, wise cracking leader (Hannibal, Jack), large muscle man of few words with odd hair and gold jewelry (B.A., Teal'c), flake (Murdock, Daniel), and, well, Face and Sam are both intelligent and blonde.
Now I'm imaging Teal'c saying, "Indeed, I pity the fool."
in Fanfic:
Griswold: I very much know the full scale of emotional issues, though I'm unfamiliar with your Bayliss example (H:LOTS is one of the 300 shows on my netflix queue, but since I have neither time nor money at the moment, netflix has been temporarily put on hold. So it may be a while.)
erikaj: Well, suffice it to say that some ficcers' version would have to take the short squad car.
Hec (DavidS), in Bitches:
We walked Juliana home and watched one beefy guy on the street hug her ("I did tequila shots with him last night" she explained) and then heard her serenaded from the bar across the street: "Ju-LI-ahhhh-na, Ju-LI-Ahhhhh-na!").
"How long have you been here, again?" we asked
"Three weeks."
Calli in Natter:
Temps should get automatic neutrality in office kerfluffles. Sort of like an underpaid Switzerland.
flea in Natter:
People! Welcome to the Tact Factory! We don't complain about our diamond shoes in front of the one-legged woman with no root!
So much funnier without context. From B'craxy:
Kate P: I'm still partial to Gay Cowboys Eating Pudding over Dead Gay Cowboy, but either one will do.
Natter:
Zenkitty: I love skeletons, and making art with them seems perfectly natural to me. But when I say things like that out loud, people look at me funny and pull their children away from my direction.
aurelia: Heh. "Little Timmy is the perfect size for that empty corner in the living room."