Dammit, Jim. I'm a doctor, not an English teacher.
You got fired, and you still hang around here like a big loser. Why can't he?
Cordelia ,'Chosen'
Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Topic!Cindy - Mar 01, 2007 7:26:20 am PST #8145 of 10001
What is even happening?
Daisy Jane - Mar 01, 2007 7:28:33 am PST #8146 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
My theory is, if you can sing it to the tune of "The Lee's of Virginia" from
1776
it's lly. So...
Basical-ly
Practical-ly
Publical-ly
Serious-ly
Well crap.
-t - Mar 01, 2007 7:30:33 am PST #8147 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I keep thinking it should have something to do with publicans and, therefore, beer. If I could understand that link, it would all make sense.
Too early for me to have a beer, though.
tommyrot - Mar 01, 2007 7:33:51 am PST #8148 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I keep thinking it should have something to do with publicans and, therefore, beer.
In ancient Rome, publicans were the tax collectors. They were sometimes naughty and would collect extra tax, and keep the extra for themselves.
Connie Neil - Mar 01, 2007 7:39:22 am PST #8149 of 10001
brillig
For what it's worth, my computer's spellchecker says publically is wrong.
Toddson - Mar 01, 2007 7:41:26 am PST #8150 of 10001
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
When I was in college, people kept snitching the ls from the sign on the Office of Public Information. Very upsetting for the lady in the office.
-t - Mar 01, 2007 7:43:16 am PST #8151 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
So, once upon a time publicans took our money and now they serve us beer? What a wonderful transformation.
I think I broke my brain trying to sing "The Lees of Virginia" and getting it confused with the "Sister Mary..." song from Nunsense.
Daisy Jane - Mar 01, 2007 7:48:46 am PST #8152 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Sometimes anything ending in ly will make me sing that song. Much like anything ending in menon will start a bout of "Mah-nah-mah-nah"
Daisy Jane - Mar 01, 2007 7:50:07 am PST #8153 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Eeee! I have new pictures of Beau! They're from Mardi Gras! Beau in a tiara! I'm going to have to go home from work ded today!
Will upload and share when I get home.
Glamcookie - Mar 01, 2007 7:59:43 am PST #8154 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Word of the day:
This week's theme: There is a word for it.
omphaloskepsis (om-fuh-lo-SKEP-sis) noun
Contemplation of one's navel.
"Readers whose main interest is literary how-to or criticism can look elsewhere, in places specifically dedicated to those matters. Doing too much of it here would smack of omphaloskepsis."
Stanley Schmidt; About Science Fiction; Analog Science Fiction & Fact (New York); Jun 2001.