A man walks down the street in that hat, people know he's not afraid of anything.

Wash ,'The Message'


Natter 56: ...we need the writers.  

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.


tommyrot - Feb 12, 2008 8:43:02 am PST #9010 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.

what's everyone eating for lunch?

Pad Thai TV dinner-ish thing (microwaved).


Nutty - Feb 12, 2008 8:44:23 am PST #9011 of 10001
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."

I just had to staple my pants.

To your chair? To the table? To someone else's pants?


Dana - Feb 12, 2008 8:45:02 am PST #9012 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

I just had to staple my pants.

That's what she said!

Sorry. I swear that will stop being funny at some point.


tommyrot - Feb 12, 2008 8:47:06 am PST #9013 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 swear that will stop being funny at some point.

Yep. Probably around the same time that lolcats stop being funny.


Dana - Feb 12, 2008 8:49:43 am PST #9014 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

That's the kind of thing that just makes your day extra-special crappy, though. Like getting caught in the rain, or having some asshole almost hit your car.


shrift - Feb 12, 2008 8:50:33 am PST #9015 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

You mock my emergency hem! I could have tripped and fallen on ice and died! DEATH BY PANTS.


Dana - Feb 12, 2008 8:51:25 am PST #9016 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

Please don't die by pants, shrift!


flea - Feb 12, 2008 8:56:21 am PST #9017 of 10001
information libertarian

I wish I had a pants-stapler and a root.


shrift - Feb 12, 2008 8:57:36 am PST #9018 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

That's the kind of thing that just makes your day extra-special crappy, though.

My day is totally extra-special crappy. I spilled Diet Coke all over myself, the structural integrity of my pants failed to hold, and thanks to Chicago turning into Hoth, my sinuses are in revolt.

Bah.


amych - Feb 12, 2008 8:58:13 am PST #9019 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

I wish I had a pants-stapler and a root.

No root 4 u!