We really were having a great time until we lost our minds and decided that finishing off the bottle was a good idea
The Good Captain has that effect on people, gay and straight.
Wily bastard.
{{{GC}}} just 'cause.
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We really were having a great time until we lost our minds and decided that finishing off the bottle was a good idea
The Good Captain has that effect on people, gay and straight.
Wily bastard.
{{{GC}}} just 'cause.
Seven million dollars, Cash. And my dad said nobody likes a smartass. Somebody does. The View is well, kind of embarrassing.One Saturday Night Live sketch I've always laughed at. "And I wanted a sassy black woman like I'd seen on TV!"
Wait, what?
I wrangled the little buggers when San Diego Seaworld first opened. Their expected mortality rate (97%) ended up being their birthrate. CHAOS. I actually worked with all the critters in the Aviculture department. Good times.
When March of the Penguins came out, I had massive flashbacks. And advised everyone to be thankful it wasn't filmed in 'smell-o-vision.'
Somedays the mail is no fun. too many bills and not much joy.
Nothing horrible , nothing eathshattering, just no fun.
Universe - I know you're not doing it on purpose, but please discontinue any activity that would cause Barb to feel any less than the wonderful, caring, compassionate and intelligent woman that she is. M'kay? Thanks!
Meant to do this earlier:
::snorgles Nicole::
And my dad said nobody likes a smartass.
He's obviously never met any of us.
I wrangled the little buggers when San Diego Seaworld first opened.
Ooh. You worked with the emperors? Cass, DebetEsse and I got to go 'backstage' at SeaWorld and pet one of the macaronis.
The smelliest penguins I came into contact with were at the Dallas aquarium (black-footed penguins, they seem to be a popular choice in the US). A diet of raw seafood does not do wonders for the personal hygiene. IIRC, the animal with the foulest-smelling breath is the beluga (white whale), and for the same reason.
emperors, kings, macaronis, chin straps, you name it!
Yeah, that beluga breath is killa.
I don't know what I want to be when I grow up. I think I know what I'm going to be, since I've gone far enough into grad school that academia is really the easiest option, but I'm not sure that that's what I want to be.
I miss trapeze. Stupid weather. (It's outdoors, so it only runs during the warm-ish months.)
I hate entitled parents, for the record. I'm currently writing up an incident report, because I know this woman is going to complain to the principal tomorrow (or maybe even before then, thanks to e-mail).