until he says something a little too condescending and she goes to town on him with a desk stapler.
Or, how about an electric pencil sharpener? Just to tie the threads together.
Niska: Mr. Reynolds? You died, Mr. Reynolds. Mal: Seemed like the thing to do.
'War Stories'
Natter 57 Varieties
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.
amych - Mar 12, 2008 8:00:41 am PDT #4510 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
hippocampus - Mar 12, 2008 8:03:42 am PDT #4511 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
until he says something a little too condescending and she goes to town on him with a desk stapler.
love this. I think "I'm sorry I didn't live up to expectations" would qualify.
Jessica - Mar 12, 2008 8:07:05 am PDT #4512 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Speaking of kitchen gadgets that look annoying to clean but I totally need anyway, I present this totally awesome whisk.
Laura - Mar 12, 2008 8:07:41 am PDT #4513 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Silda is a smart cookie, and very tough. I doubt anyone is forcing her to do what she doesn't want to do. I don't like the idea that she's not doing this for her own reasons-- maybe her kids, or her divorce settlement, or her other ambitions after this.
The children part is what makes me craziest. If she doesn't kick his ass to the curb the lesson she teaches the 3 daughters isn't one I would teach my daughters. Personal button. My neighbor's husband treated her like crap in front of their sons all the time. Now the grown sons treat women like crap. Kids learn from our actions people.
Laura - Mar 12, 2008 8:08:47 am PDT #4514 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Oh, most excellent whisk! It wouldn't be hard to clean for liquids.
Aims - Mar 12, 2008 8:08:48 am PDT #4515 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
sits with Laura
Jesse - Mar 12, 2008 8:10:03 am PDT #4516 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Craigslist ad for Silda: [link]
Beverly - Mar 12, 2008 8:10:19 am PDT #4517 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Does anybody doubt I'm a blade type?
I did tell you guys the story of the blowhard copier repair guy, who had to "make conversation" (but--why? Fix the copier, and leave!) by talking to me about ...things. In one instance, his gun collection. He seemed to feel I wasn't responding with enough eye-batting adoration--or maybe I just had an itchy spork that day. "...went BOOM!" he finished his saga of weekend black powder events.
I fixed him with a sweet smile, an unflinching eye, and a soft voice. "I don't like things that go boom," I told him. "I like things that go ssssssnnniccckkk."
His eyes got a little buggy, he went a little pale. "Wh-what d'you mean?"
"The katana, wakizashi, and the cavalry sabre I own. Plus my kitchen knives: the cleaver, the 10-inch chef, the butcher knife with the eighth-inch tang, and the Finnish filet knives, all smooth blond wood and edges so smooth you don't know you've been cut till you see the blood. You know, sssssnnnnniickkkkt!"
He turned a little green, and found conversation less necessary after that.
msbelle - Mar 12, 2008 8:15:53 am PDT #4518 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
BevDog! remains, as always, awesome.
The iron man triathlete guy in my dept is bugged by my BK Wednesdays. Finds it IMPOSSIBLE that I have had BK at least once a week for most of 5 years. Eat it Health/Fit boy, that's how I roll.
Aims - Mar 12, 2008 8:17:51 am PDT #4519 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Craigslist ad for Silda: [link]
Ok, that cracks me up. Part of me is saying I should be, as a woman, horribly offended, but that was pretty funny.