is the Prince of Darkness one Jilli and the shock collar one Betsy?
Whoa! I... I think I'm having a thought. Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's a thought. Now I'm having a plan. Now I'm having a wiggins.
Xander ,'First Date'
Natter 55: It's the 55th Natter
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.
Nora Deirdre - Nov 09, 2007 9:36:25 am PST #1424 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Sophia Brooks - Nov 09, 2007 9:36:53 am PST #1425 of 10001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
Simple. I dated the devil. He talked me into coffee after the date, so I went back to his place with him. I thought he really meant coffee -- but, being the Prince of Darkness, he only had Sanka. So I bailed. But not until I sat on the uncomfortable couch in his living room. Springs and horsehair everywhere! Not pretty, people. Not pretty.
Erin Griggs?
F Mr. Clean, C Cap'n Crunch, M Quaker Oat guy.
Dana - Nov 09, 2007 9:37:52 am PST #1426 of 10001
"I'm useless alone." // "We're all useless alone. It's a good thing you're not alone."
Mine is not Gud or Nutty.
Jesse - Nov 09, 2007 9:38:01 am PST #1427 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
That article about Hallelujah contains this awesome paragraph:
The most prominent example is Imogen Heap, someone who I, at least, had not heard of since a cassingle was mailed to me in 1998. But Heap's song "Hide and Seek" soundtracked the final moments of the OC's second season, the slot occupied a year before by a full rendition of Buckey's "Hallelujah." This pairing was so successful that, for the finale of season three, the final moments were accompanied, once again, by Heap, this time covering --and, to be clear, I am not shitting you--"Hallelujah." This is the point where the OC consumes itself whole, and it is a sickeningly gorgeous thing to watch.
Connie Neil - Nov 09, 2007 9:38:14 am PST #1428 of 10001
brillig
C Cap'n Crunch, M Quaker Oats Guy, F Mr. Clean
I like bald heads.
Aims - Nov 09, 2007 9:38:30 am PST #1429 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
"I'm a firm believer in the old adage "Spare the electric shock collar, spoil the child."
I'm skeered, but is it Joe?
tommyrot - Nov 09, 2007 9:38:35 am PST #1430 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.
F, C, M - Count Chocula, Capn Crunch, Quisp.
Dana - Nov 09, 2007 9:38:48 am PST #1431 of 10001
"I'm useless alone." // "We're all useless alone. It's a good thing you're not alone."
Not Joe.
Nora Deirdre - Nov 09, 2007 9:39:31 am PST #1432 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Mine is not Gud or Nutty.
is it Betsy HP?
Frankenbuddha - Nov 09, 2007 9:39:44 am PST #1433 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Seriously. Who do you chuck?! F Cary Grant, I'm pretty sure, but I don't know who to M.
Henry Fonda wasn't a terribly good husband or father according to most of what I've read. Jimmy Stewart supposedly slept around a lot while he was single, but once he got married he was supposedly Mr. Monogamy. Of course they were bachelor roommates for a while in their early Hollywood days (though not in the Cary Grant/Randolph Scott sense of the concept) and lifelong friends (Jane Fonda has an oft-repeated story of seeing a drunk Jimmy Stewart dressed as Santa Claus trying to help decorate the Fonda Xmas tree on a step ladder and completely falling off the ladder and into the tree).