But children give such a lovely light, what with the madly flailing arms.
Jayne: What're you gonna tell the others? Mal: About what? Jayne: About why I'm dead. Mal: Hadn't thought about it. Jayne: Make something up. Don't tell 'em what I did.
'Ariel'
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Cass - Dec 22, 2008 8:06:24 pm PST #5492 of 10000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Shir - Dec 22, 2008 8:06:38 pm PST #5493 of 10000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
I just licked frosting off a little plastic menorah.
I'm sure somewhere there's a porn starting just like this.
Is that a requirement? Can't you use a match?
It's Jewish grandmothers. It's a whole other logical world. Just... be glad you don't have to know it. Really.
billytea - Dec 22, 2008 8:07:57 pm PST #5494 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
But children give such a lovely light, what with the madly flailing arms.
I am at last seeing a connection between "The roof! The roof! The roof is on fire!" and "Wave your hands in the air like you just don't care".
Shir - Dec 22, 2008 8:09:36 pm PST #5495 of 10000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
I am at last seeing a connection between "The roof! The roof! The roof is on fire!" and "Wave your hands in the air like you just don't care".
Also, the "I got your nose"/"no, you CAN'T have that" classics.
§ ita § - Dec 22, 2008 8:10:34 pm PST #5496 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
You have to render the candle wax from their baby fat.
Man, that was a lovely bit of Andromeda. Tyr, stud warrior, invites the female deputy captain to a lovely candle lit dinner and tells her the candles were made from wax rendered from the fat of his enemies.
STUD. Where have all the good guys gone?
Cass - Dec 22, 2008 8:10:49 pm PST #5497 of 10000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
"The roof! The roof! The roof is on fire!"
Clearly I am going to let the motherfucker burn. Fire pretty.
billytea - Dec 22, 2008 8:11:26 pm PST #5498 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
STUD. Where have all the good guys gone?
Into Tyr's candles.
§ ita § - Dec 22, 2008 8:20:17 pm PST #5499 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Into Tyr's candles.
Then he's the only one left, and I will be satisfied with none other.
Reason #243 I'm single.
Shir - Dec 22, 2008 8:23:00 pm PST #5500 of 10000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Reason #243 I'm single.
Don't have any idea who are you talking about, but can relate the general feeling.
meara - Dec 22, 2008 8:30:24 pm PST #5501 of 10000
But children give such a lovely light, what with the madly flailing arms.
I am at last seeing a connection between "The roof! The roof! The roof is on fire!" and "Wave your hands in the air like you just don't care".
If the whole bit ending in this hasn't already been COMMed, I am running over there RIGHT NOW