In Natter:
tommyrot:
OK, I've heard "Rule 34," but not all of this:
Rule 34 States: “If it exists, there is porn of it.” See also Rule 35: “If no such porn exists, it will be made.” Generally held to refer to fictional characters and cartoons, although some formulations insist there are "no exceptions" even for abstract ideas like non-Euclidean geometry, or puzzlement.
There's non-Euclidean geometry porn? Uh-oh.
Gudanov:
I'm sure it exists, but it's hard to visualize.
Jesse clears things up (Natter):
Anyway, frig and fridge are not pronounced the same way, and only one of them is an abbreviation for refrigerator.
ita takes a brave stand, in Natter:
I vote for more infants with brains.
Dana, on Lady Gaga and her Grammy bits:
If you click on it, you get a bigger version. And you are then legally married to Lady Gaga in twenty-three states.
(Since I didn't get explicit permission to repost that, I'd appreciate if it didn't make it into the BRQG.)
Sorry Jessica. It's gone.
PixKristin:
Vortex and Drew and their limes scare me. At the last F2F, Drew could barely fit any alcohol in his glass because of the limes (which is, I guess, one way to know it's time to stop).
billytea:
Well, yeah. You have to draw a lime somewhere
Dana:
...Also, the Saints are in the Super Bowl.
Polter-Cow:
I believe you mean The Big Game.
Aims:
Dana, I'm going to have to ask you to not use the name Saints becuse it belongs to the NFL.
Dana:
You can't see me, but I'm thinking of a fleur-de-lis right now.
tommyrot:
I'm going to have to ask you to not use the name Saints becuse it belongs to the NFL.
You shouldn't used "NFL" either. Or football. Just say, "That league of that one sport."
Jesse:
You mean the NFL(TM)(R)(C), right?
tommyrot:
Yes.
Aims:
You can't see me, but I'm thinking of a fleur-de-lis right now.
You are angering the country where they speak the language of love. And make cheese.
megan walker:
And surrender. Don't forget the surrendering.
Aims:
Or the wine.
Polter-Cow:
Just say, "That league of that one sport."
Justice is not a sport, tommyrot.
In Natter...
Liese S.: My phone's ringtone is a ring. Like ones telephones make. Because it's a phone. And it's ringing. All I want to know is that someone is calling me. I don't want to suddenly be treated to a rendition of any music. I just want to be notified, so I can pick up the phone and say, "Hello?" in an irritated voice.