Typo Boy explains it all in Bitches:
I'm not accidentally distorting the meaning of that story. I'm doing it on purpose.
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Typo Boy explains it all in Bitches:
I'm not accidentally distorting the meaning of that story. I'm doing it on purpose.
Emily, being rambly and charming as all hell in commenting on a story about Pat Robertson reporting on his conversations with God about the weather:
(Robertson) If I heard the Lord right
You know, pronouncements that you know God's plans are somewhat undermined by caveats like, "Now, I was doing something else at the same time -- you know how God goes on -- so I wasn't really paying attention, but I think he said..."
Also, now that he comes to think of it, God may not hate gays and unmarried mothers after all; it might have been days and unharried mothers. God's not much of a morning person, and after what a hard time he had with his firstborn, he's bitter about parents who seem to have it easy.
Trudy! did you get your hair cut short?
Ginger in Minearverse:
Dear CW,
Responding to those spam e-mails for "Logos for Less"? Not a good idea.
Miracleman en route to the F2F: Up until I met Aimee, I only knew two drinking games: Quarters and "Here, drink this."
From F2F, this is both a terrible pun and an extremely useful neologism, so it must be archived for the ages.
Pete, Husband of Jilli: Also, a new term was coined. The act of hunting stores for make-up is now known as 'Sephorage'.
In F2F 4, Aimée warns:
Our camera died. Dead dead deadsky. For those of you playing the home game, a word to the wise:
Don't let a toddler chew on your camera.
Fay masquerading as Pete, Husband of Jilli (who was foolish enough to allow her access to his computer):
Oh, I'm SO adorable. Yes I am! I really really am! La la la! I'm off to gambol merrily in the daisies, and sing sweet songs of jollity. La la la!