Fruit with a lot of water content?
Simon: I swear when it's appropriate. Kaylee: Simon, the whole point of swearing is that it ain't appropriate.
'Jaynestown'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Barb - Feb 22, 2009 10:33:59 am PST #1778 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”
Laga - Feb 22, 2009 10:34:10 am PST #1779 of 30000
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
jello?
Trudy Booth - Feb 22, 2009 10:38:58 am PST #1780 of 30000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LAURA!!!!
Scrappy - Feb 22, 2009 11:33:57 am PST #1781 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Milkshake? Juice box?
Ginger - Feb 22, 2009 11:53:39 am PST #1782 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Funnel?
vw bug - Feb 22, 2009 11:58:47 am PST #1783 of 30000
Mostly lurking...
Funnel?
Ha! I wish. He did finally drink some root beer.
Laura - Feb 22, 2009 1:43:39 pm PST #1784 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Thanks for all the happy wishes. We spent the day at a local park. It was a lovely day. We stayed until the sun was getting low. Relaxing.
Glamcookie - Feb 22, 2009 2:15:05 pm PST #1785 of 30000
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Happy birthday, Laura!
billytea - Feb 22, 2009 3:09:46 pm PST #1786 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Happy birthday Laura!
billytea - Feb 22, 2009 3:29:19 pm PST #1787 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
In weekend news: Wallybee's uncle is in town. Her cousin has also moved to Melbourne, and his dad (i.e. the aforementioned uncle) is in town to buy him a house. We went out to dinner with my younger brothers. It was quite an evening. Wallybee informs me that there is currently bad feeling and taking of offence among her rellies. It's a thing.
Meanwhile, her uncle was apparently taking note of the amount my brother Kez was drinking, and the amount he was eating, and the ratio between the two. (Said brother - who has a number of tattoos and an eyebrow piercing - brought two bottles of wine to the meal. The others at the table included two Chinese guys with little history of wine drinking, one designated driver - myself - and two pregnant women. He still ensured that both bottles were empty by evening's end.)
Once Wallybee's rellies left, I introduced my brothers to The Lonely Island's Jizz In My Pants. Kez introduced us to Charlie the Unicorn goes to Candyland Mountain. [link] He also sprung the news that he has a girlfriend. (The 'news' part is that he's down to only one. Apparently the financial crisis has hit him hard, and there've been retrenchments.) She's currently in Perth, but is moving to Melbourne soon.
So, all in all, it was a great evening. Except I failed utterly to turn up SNL's "More Cowbell" sketch on the internet. Finally, my calendar of Chinese proverbs informs me that "Much talk does not cook rice", and it's true. Rice cookers, on the other hand, do. I propose a division of labour.