Um...comment 154. (I can't believe I read that far...) On this page: [link]
Most people is pretty quiet right about now. Me, I see a stiff -- one I didn't have to kill myself -- I just get, the urge to, you know, do stuff. Like work out, run around, maybe get some trim if there's a willin' woman about... not that I get flush from corpses or anything. I ain't crazy.
Jayne ,'The Message'
Natter 59: Dominate Your Face!
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.
brenda m - Jul 17, 2008 4:33:43 am PDT #8307 of 10003
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Nora Deirdre - Jul 17, 2008 4:43:38 am PDT #8308 of 10003
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Um...comment 154. (I can't believe I read that far...)
You and me both, brenda. Yikes!
Kat - Jul 17, 2008 4:59:54 am PDT #8309 of 10003
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
definitely yikes.
Just watched Act II from Dr. Horrible. hmmm..
Allyson - Jul 17, 2008 5:08:17 am PDT #8310 of 10003
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
It's...all surreal. The story has gone bananas on right wing blogs. And i keep watching the story morph and twist. My brother was never put in jail. The police chief is a dumbass schmuck, but we all understand why my brother was charged with assault and we just sort of assume that the DA will drop the charges or get continued without a finding.
When it gets out that my brother was a Marine, I think it will add more fuel to the fire.
lisah - Jul 17, 2008 5:27:23 am PDT #8311 of 10003
Punishingly Intricate
Happy birthday, juliana!!!
Frankenbuddha - Jul 17, 2008 5:28:21 am PDT #8312 of 10003
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Yikes, Allyson, I hope this all resolves as un-traumaitically as possible.
Happy birthday juliana.
I always thought the communion wafers tasted like the same stuff that Ice cream cones are made of.
I agree, but not the really crunchy ones (that we called "sugar cones"); the styrofoamy textured ones.
Sue - Jul 17, 2008 5:38:23 am PDT #8313 of 10003
hip deep in pie
the styrofoamy textured ones.
Exactly!
Tom Scola - Jul 17, 2008 5:43:24 am PDT #8314 of 10003
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JULIANA!!!
tommyrot - Jul 17, 2008 5:46:03 am PDT #8315 of 10003
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
the styrofoamy textured ones.
And they stick to the roof of your mouth and it takes a while to scrape them off....
ION, birthday happies juliana!!
Matt the Bruins fan - Jul 17, 2008 5:46:44 am PDT #8316 of 10003
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Our communion wafers were little kernels of doughy bread that looked like pillow mints and tasted like ass. And, of course, we had a grape juice chaser. (I recall someone from another church being horrified that we didn't use wine, and thinking "So you buy wine being magically transformed into 2,000 year old blood that still looks and tastes just like wine, but the same happening to unfermented grape juice strains the bounds of credibility?")