"Everybody lives!"
That's great, Hec.
Squirrels are one of the banes of power companies. The effort to create as squirrel-proof transformer has been about as successful as the effort to create a squirrel-proof bird feeder.
Angel: Will you just shut up for once?! Illyria: What? Angel: My God, the speechifying. Has it ever occurred to you that now might not be the best time for when-we-were-muck stories?
'Time Bomb'
Spike's Bitches 37: You take the killing for granted.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Ginger - Sep 11, 2007 7:22:38 pm PDT #5135 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
billytea - Sep 11, 2007 7:25:57 pm PDT #5136 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
The effort to create as squirrel-proof transformer has been about as successful as the effort to create a squirrel-proof bird feeder.
I have seen a squirrel-proof bird feeder! It's electric-powered, and when it detects anything the weight of a squirrel, it spins around fast enough to fling the squirrel off in a random direction.
DavidS - Sep 11, 2007 7:31:41 pm PDT #5137 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
when it detects anything the weight of a squirrel, it spins around fast enough to fling the squirrel off in a random direction.
Now that's entertainment.
Ginger - Sep 11, 2007 7:32:17 pm PDT #5138 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
WANT.
BigDuluth - Sep 11, 2007 7:39:45 pm PDT #5139 of 10001
"I am the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world"
My Sr or Jr year of hs we also had a squirel day. In VA at least (elsewhere too?) if the school can't serve lunch then the students must be sent home... happy and yet hungry.
Oh and someone on Eureka just suggested they may be living on a hellmouth...
Atropa - Sep 11, 2007 7:42:42 pm PDT #5140 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
when it detects anything the weight of a squirrel, it spins around fast enough to fling the squirrel off in a random direction.
Now I know what to get my dad for Christmas!
DavidS - Sep 11, 2007 7:43:41 pm PDT #5141 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Now I know what to get my dad for Christmas!
Right? Screw the bird feed. Load it up with squirrel chow and have hours of fun.
billytea - Sep 11, 2007 7:44:33 pm PDT #5142 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Now I know what to get my dad for Christmas!
Wouldn't it just be the coolest? And by strange coincidence, it's my birthday tomorrow. Oh, wait, no squirrels. Bugger.
BigDuluth - Sep 11, 2007 7:48:04 pm PDT #5143 of 10001
"I am the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world"
Oh, wait, no squirrels. Bugger
VA's got ton's gimme an address... (note to self... poke air holes)
Trudy Booth - Sep 11, 2007 7:50:14 pm PDT #5144 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
Thanks for the Happies guys!
I take my laundry to the laundrymat. But I leave it there and give them about fifteen bucks and when I get home from work it is in my lobby washed, dried, and folded with the delicates slightly damp in a seperate bag. T'is truly awesome but nowhere near sex.
Drove up north and checked out Amish people today, pet a horsie on the nose, ate some shoefly pie. Good times... Good times...
Debetesse and I went out to dinner. Steak. Ribs. Pie. Nom nom nom.
Came home and she... well... she seduced me. Had her wicked way with me... Three little words... Three little words and I am now putty in her DVD hands...
Captain. Jack. Harkness.