Willow: Yes. Hi. You must be Angel's handsome, yet androgynous, son. Connor: It's Connor. Willow: And the sneer's genetic. Who knew?

'A Hole in the World'


Natter 53: We could just avoid making tortured puns  

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.


Liese S. - Sep 12, 2007 9:40:07 am PDT #9950 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Virgin birth! Original sin!

I could just give the overly churched, insufficiently loved, default kiddo answer when a missionary asks any question..."God! Jesus! The Bible!" One of those must be right, they assume.

Yesterday we were at a tiny mission school on Navajo, and trying to get the littlest kiddoes to come up with things that have rhythm. The SO was trying to get them to say "clock" and so leaned his head toward the classroom clock, saying, "Something right around this area." But his head was right next to the standard issue Christ portrait, so the kids all shouted, happily, "Jesus!"

"Err..." we said, "Well, yeah, probably Jesus has rhythm..."


tommyrot - Sep 12, 2007 9:40:25 am PDT #9951 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.

How would you pronounce that first name?

shill-ISH-ee-uh?


lisah - Sep 12, 2007 9:40:31 am PDT #9952 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate

How would you pronounce that first name?

Skill - ee -- sha

I'm guessing.


sumi - Sep 12, 2007 9:45:39 am PDT #9953 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!

CBS) SACRAMENTO A woman is admitted to the Sacramento mental hospital, after trying to drive off with a fire engine, half-naked.

Next season, on Rescue Me. . .


Dana - Sep 12, 2007 9:48:52 am PDT #9954 of 10001
"I'm useless alone." // "We're all useless alone. It's a good thing you're not alone."

Just got permission to leave a half hour early this afternoon, in the interests of escaping death by Tropical Storm Humberto. Maybe it's pursuing Tropical Depression Lolita. (sorry)


Daisy Jane - Sep 12, 2007 9:49:07 am PDT #9955 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

Nuh-uh. I don't want to hear about other people's sex lives at work! My job is full of enough TMI.

Well, I understand that, but it's better than having to remember where you are in the rotation of alarm-didn't-go-off/dog-got-out/couldn't-find-the-keys/traffic-snarl etc.

"You shall not pass. Dumbass."

They could hire Sir Ian McKellen to do the PSAs!

And, see I was thinking of Kurtwood Smith playing Gandalf


Jesse - Sep 12, 2007 9:54:06 am PDT #9956 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

Maybe it's pursuing Tropical Depression Lolita. (sorry)

Nice.

Daisy, I would be OK if it could be folded into some other category -- I don't mind of people do it, I just don't want to know!


Connie Neil - Sep 12, 2007 9:58:55 am PDT #9957 of 10001
brillig

I am much enamored of the tales of Lord Pratt. The English should have a program to preserve the classic mad British nobleman type.

I also note that according to Joss/various sources, Spike's real last name is Pratt. Hm . . .


Jesse - Sep 12, 2007 10:00:26 am PDT #9958 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

ION, ouch. Every time I stand up, I feel more rickety. Is this going to be better or worse in the morning? Please say better. I have shit to do! I need a new cable box, and my cat needs a rabies shot!


Dana - Sep 12, 2007 10:04:55 am PDT #9959 of 10001
"I'm useless alone." // "We're all useless alone. It's a good thing you're not alone."

Unfortunately, Jesse, you'll probably stiffen up overnight. Take some ibuprofen before bed.