Fun with Slang, in F2F:
megan walker: I've been slashed!
DavidS: With Batgirl? Or a serrated knife?
tommyrot: Batgirl, with the serrated knife in the drawing room.
Or maybe the candlestick....
Matt the Bruins Fan: That's not a candlestick...
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Fun with Slang, in F2F:
megan walker: I've been slashed!
DavidS: With Batgirl? Or a serrated knife?
tommyrot: Batgirl, with the serrated knife in the drawing room.
Or maybe the candlestick....
Matt the Bruins Fan: That's not a candlestick...
Raq in Bitches:
I just had an amusing discussion with the DH. To summarize:
Me: "I've read some Harry Potter fanfic that was better than Rowling's last few books."
DH: @@. "And isn't it all Harry-on-Draco action anyway?"
Me: (superior) "Fanfic doesn't have to be slash."
DH: "I just think it's a waste of time and talent."
Me: "Dude. You write D&D adventures."
DH: "..."
DH: "No fair holding a mirror up."
Hec: Emmett's team lost a heartbreaker.
They were winning going into the bottom of the last inning. The other team had a runner at second with two outs.
The pitcher got a comebacker, but instead of throwing to first to get the easy force, win the game and go to the finals, instead threw to third where they didn't get the out, and the other team went on to win.
Translated into Fannish: Pippin manages to get the One Ring away from Gollum at the very crack of Mount Doom, breathes a sigh of relief and absent-mindedly hands it to a nearby Orc.
Emmett, however, went 3-3 with a walk.
billytea on gender roles:
The roles of men and women are different! The role of women is to sleep with me! The role of men is to not sleep with me!
Men! Keep up the good work! Women! ...Some room for improvement!
snerking at billytea
From GWW, a Spinal Tap moment, after Jilli confesses to some feelings of insecurity about getting her sample chapters off to her agent on time:
Typo Boy: A sustainability expert contracted to a publishing house is checking my book for validity RIGHT NOW. And I sent this out confident that I got every detail right. Guess how much of that confidence is left right now while I'm waiting for the verdict.
Topic!Cindy: This little freak out goes to negative 11?
In Bitches: (bedamned to context, much better without it)
Fay: In conclusion: let's make out.
erikaj: That's what people do with family. Or the Democratic party
Leif, via Gudanov: This weekend we went to Iowa for a wedding. Mid-wedding Leif pointed to the front and said in a loud whisper, "I think they are getting married!"
Yesterday in the grocery store he started yelling "100 pennies!" to everybody. Apparently he decided that this was how much he would cost to buy and was letting everyone know.
It's even funnier out of context:
ita: The armadillo has escaped! It's on the loose!
Alright, listen up, people. Our armadillo has been on the run for at least four hours. Average foot speed over uneven ground barring injuries is... nil. That gives us a radius of a few feet. What I want from each and every one of you is a hard-target search of every crib, cradle, bed, pediatric unit, and changing table in that area. Checkpoints go up at every door. Your fugitive's name is not Edward Copernicus. Go get him.
ita, in Natter, in regards to the flea-let...
Alright, listen up, people. Our armadillo has been on the run for at least four hours. Average foot speed over uneven ground barring injuries is... nil. That gives us a radius of a few feet. What I want from each and every one of you is a hard-target search of every crib, cradle, bed, pediatric unit, and changing table in that area. Checkpoints go up at every door. Your fugitive's name is not Edward Copernicus. Go get him.
inevitable x-post!
ChiKat in Natter:
Hmm....my office firewall blocks God. Figures.