While millions were starving, the king lived in luxury.
Xander: I do have Spaghetti-os. Set 'em on top of the dryer and you're a fluff cycle away from lukewarm goodness. Riley: I, uh, had dryer-food for lunch.
'Same Time, Same Place'
Sang Sacré
The fictional Buffista City. With a variety of neighborhoods, climates, and an Evil Genius or two, Sang Sacre is where we'd all live if it were real. Jump in -- find a neighborhood, start a parade, become a superhero. It's what you make it.
DXMachina - Jul 04, 2006 1:43:07 pm PDT #936 of 1100
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
WindSparrow - Jul 04, 2006 7:32:26 pm PDT #937 of 1100
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Wolves howl in the door.
Their alpha female tells them, "What, do you think I want to air condition the whole forest? In or out, make up your minds."
sumi - Jul 04, 2006 8:08:31 pm PDT #938 of 1100
Art Crawl!!!
Bwahahahaha
Beverly - Jul 04, 2006 8:56:55 pm PDT #939 of 1100
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Did you just hear something? Something like....ghostly laughter?
Connie Neil - Jul 04, 2006 9:33:11 pm PDT #940 of 1100
brillig
In the corner, the cloaked man smoked his pipe and observed.
Am-Chau Yarkona - Jul 05, 2006 3:12:07 am PDT #941 of 1100
I bop to Wittgenstein. -- Nutty
The kettle continued to fail to boil.
Frankenbuddha - Jul 05, 2006 10:20:15 am PDT #942 of 1100
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
The owls are not what they seem.
WindSparrow - Jul 05, 2006 1:21:28 pm PDT #943 of 1100
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
The cat carries a heavy fish.
Strix - Jul 05, 2006 3:16:17 pm PDT #944 of 1100
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
I know who you did last summer...
Beverly - Jul 05, 2006 8:50:20 pm PDT #945 of 1100
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Dogs barking. Can't fly without umbrella.