DebetEsse:
Homework, baybee. Getting my Masters in typing and coloring. We have a couple hundred posters and 4, I think, timelines I have to color. Because TPTB haven't heard of color printing.
Ginger:
They live in the land without Kinko's?
DebetEsse:
When they went through the training, they had to trace the outlines to color from a projected image on the wall. Uphill both ways. Barefoot. In the snow.
JZ
in
Natter:
The forecast definitely calls for lots and lots of sleep, with a slight possibility of mattress-shopping. Two nights ago Hec and I were jolted awake at 2:15 by some asshole ringing our doorbell for no reason, and last night we were attacked by the mattress and slept a total of maybe 6 hours between us. The mattress has gone well past old and tired into a state of active rage that we're still using it, and is now deliberately thwarting our every attempt at loss of consciousness. It's war. It's the mattress or us, and we're the ones with brains and credit cards, dammit.
The fair
Teppy
in
Bitches
(context be damned):
I'm a *lady,* you scapegrace! I don't stare at men's cocks!
Often
In Bitches:
ChiKat: What is a flocked sponge?
Cass: A sponge only your friends can read.
Darn you, Aims! I was just coming to post that!
juliana in Bitches:
cleanup in Thread 30. I repeat, cleanup in Thread 30. We've got jello, glitter, some sort of dairy substance... Hey! What is that big block of concrete doing there? Forget it, Jerry. Let's just nuke it.
Pete in Natter (Is context really necessary?):
I DIDN'T TOUCH ITA!!!
I want to live.