Nilly in Natter:
One of the disadvantages of Hebrew is that I can't [think] "fiddlesticks" to myself.
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Nilly in Natter:
One of the disadvantages of Hebrew is that I can't [think] "fiddlesticks" to myself.
Steph L: No, really! I mean, I'm writing this in a thread called "Spike's Bitches." I have no room to mock fannish enthusiasm.
Cass: This is one of those comforting things when someone decides to mock my race sluttiness.
Emily: This was a surprising and bizarre sentence for a couple moments. Then I settled on the right interpretation of "race" and all was well.
Teppy: So, yeah, this is cute: I go to CVS right before it closes, to pick up a prescription, intending to go to the grocery store after (I have my list all made out and with me, coupons clipped, etc.) As I'm paying for my prescription at CVS, I hear someone behind me clearing their throat in the attention-getting way (not the I-have-a-hairball way). I turn around.
It's The Boy. Picking up a prescription of his own. So we make with the small talk, walk out to our cars, and then I say I have to go to the grocery store. The Boy just laughs. I ask what's funny, and he reaches in his car and pulls out a piece of paper, which he hands to me.
His grocery list. So we grocery-shopped together. (Well, more or less "together" -- he's pokey and I like looking for new stuff, so we each went at our own pace, but kept bumping into each other every other aisle or so.)
Trudy: Truth now, Tep...
Did he buy carrots?
Nicole, in Bitches:
Dear Universe,
Thank you for getting out of that bitchy slump you were in. I'm sure your job is quite difficult and thank-less at times but, really, there's a whole bunch of folks on this planet and, IMHO, the bad shit should be distributed a bit more evenly. May I suggest that you think of it like making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich? No, really, stick with me here. Do you like taking a bite and getting all bread? No. I don't either. Which is why spreading the peanut butter and the jelly over the bread evenly is so important. And, well, the same thing goes for people.
Thanks for listening,
Me
P.S. I heard a bunch of neo-cons making fun of you...
Erika in Great Write Way:
COP: I'm gonna have to cite you.
WRITER: What for? All my works are cited, all my song lyrics are paid for and I got two orgasms here. His and hers.
COP: Do you think I'm stupid or something?
WRITER: No, Mister Literature Cop. I definitely do not.
COP: Well, even I know it takes more than huffing and puffing to be hot. I'm writing you a ticket for Felony Lack of Sexy.
WRITER: My mother liked it.
COP: Tell it to the judge, man
sj, that gets even funnier when you add that the spur of the subject was Anne Rice's porn....
On Laser Tag
NoiseDesign: Any chance we'll be able to tempt you to come out and play?
ita: I've only played it once. It was good fun. Not healthy fun for me, since I got scary competitive, but that's something I hope I've worked on since then. Jury's still out.
billytea: Wow. Just how competitive did you get?
Dana: Why is half of the internet broken today? Even Yahoo Mail is giving me attitude.
tommyrot: Who forgot to pay the internet bill?
erikaj, in Natter:
There's a story for the kiddos, huh?"Mommy knew she wanted to be with Daddy when the thought of some furniture store manager's hands on him made her postal with impotent rage."
What were the names of those guys on shrift's Coke machine anyway? Related, in Natter:
ita: : Steve was recently adopted in conversation IRL as an equivalent to Bob, but we have no indication of his carrot likes or dislikes.
Steph L.: Dude, Bob can totally kick Steve's ass.
Gudanov: I dunno, I hear Steve fights dirty.
ita:
Dude, Bob can totally kick Steve's ass.You wait. It's only a matter of time before that's not what Bob is doing to Steve's ass, and we're all left here empty-handed.
bon bon: I am very confused by the switch from Bob to Steve. I enjoyed having Bob as a catch-all name for a Dude With Whom You Are Seen.
Jessica: Bob:Steve::relationship:crush Or something.
ita: One is dating Bob. One knows his carrotishness. Steve? Who knows. He might not make it to the second date.
Jessica: Bob:Steve::carrots:indeterminate vegetable (me:analogies::Bob:carrots)
tommyrot:
One is dating Bob. One knows his carrotishness. Steve? Who knows. He might not make it to the second date.
Or Steve's carrot might be... overcooked.
Steph L. :
>Dude, Bob can totally kick Steve's ass.
You wait. It's only a matter of time before that's not what Bob is doing to Steve's ass, and we're all left here empty-handed.
Brokeback Carrot?
ita: Steve NASTY.
Fred Pete: OK. I'm confused. But maybe that's because my first boyfriend was a Steve.
Frankenbuddha: Did he like carrots? Or Bob?