The helper stands out by the truck and plays the guitar.
What is it with singing plumbers?
This is a time of celebration, so sit still and be quiet.
Snyder ,'Chosen'
Natter Five-O: Book 'Em, Danno.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
shrift - Mar 29, 2007 5:59:36 am PDT #9483 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Tom Scola - Mar 29, 2007 6:00:18 am PDT #9484 of 10001
Mr. Scola’s wardrobe by Botany 500
I had to change my tag.
Stephanie - Mar 29, 2007 6:01:52 am PDT #9485 of 10001
Trust my rage
I've been reading the Ziosystems link this morning too!
I have spent way too much time on this. But it's like I can't stop clicking.
Dana - Mar 29, 2007 6:02:55 am PDT #9486 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
What is it with singing plumbers?
I think he might be the narrator.
tommyrot - Mar 29, 2007 6:03:18 am PDT #9487 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 had to change my tag.
Heh.
Natter 51: My Natter Efforts Will Dominate Your Face
Cashmere - Mar 29, 2007 6:03:45 am PDT #9488 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
I had to change my tag.
Diet. Coke. Spewed. Everywhere.
Kathy A - Mar 29, 2007 6:03:47 am PDT #9489 of 10001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
After last night's Daily Show, John Oliver and Larry Wilmore are now my OTP. They better do more of those segments because that was made of awsome.
That was one of the funnier bits I've seen in the post-Colbert/Carrell era. I was really happy to see Larry Wilmore get more airtime, because he is my favorite new correspondent, along with John Hodgeman (loved seeing him last night, too!), and Aasif Mandvi. They all share that really dry sense of humor, along with exquisite timing needed to really drive that dryness home.
I've never had a close call like y'all are posting, but a co-worker of my mom's was driving past a craft shop near Wilmington, IL one Saturday morning about 20 years ago, and thought about going in to get some supplies, but she was running late getting her son to some track meet, so she skipped it. Fifteen minutes later, someone came into that shop and killed all five people inside. AFAIK, they never did catch the killer. (That was a bad summer--Joliet had 17 unsolved murders in three months, and ended up getting written up in some national tabloid paper as 'The City of Death'!")
bon bon - Mar 29, 2007 6:06:11 am PDT #9490 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Natter 51: My Natter Efforts Will Dominate Your Face
I like.
Topic!Cindy - Mar 29, 2007 6:11:57 am PDT #9491 of 10001
What is even happening?
CASH! that link has sucked my non-sleeping time today. fascinating stuff. wow, not the people to piss off - they dug up that guy's whole life.
Isn't it freaky? I followed it all last night and some early this morning.
Where does it get to the digging? I can't get past the illogic of I haven't slept in 3 nights/haven't seen a bed in six months/slept on the warehouse floor last night, and the grammar and spelling abuses. I also have a six year old chattering my ear off about the intricacies of a SpongeBob SquarePants plot.
Daisy Jane - Mar 29, 2007 6:12:14 am PDT #9492 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I have spent way too much time on this. But it's like I can't stop clicking.
Summary? I can't handle that website this morning. Anything with a black background and flashing icons is going to piss me right the hell off today.
I loved Hogeman last night, "Yes, Jon. That's what's wrong with that picture."