posty posterson
Every planet has its own weird customs. About a year before we met, I spent six weeks on a moon where the principal form of recreation was juggling geese. My hand to God. Baby geese. Goslings. They were juggled.
Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 61*
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.
Aims - Nov 07, 2008 8:51:41 am PST #9999 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Tom Scola - Nov 07, 2008 8:51:57 am PST #10000 of 10001
hwæt
Last!
Liese S. - Nov 07, 2008 9:05:11 am PST #10001 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Natter on over here.