Scrappy (re: Teppy's move): May I remind you that you left an almost monastic existance to go live in SIN?

Tommyrot: I live in sin too! I totally covet stuff and neighbors' wives and whatnot.

Vortex in Natter:

We were chat rouletting last night at the theatre and saw three masturbating men in a row. I said "we should win something, like a slot machine. One cock, two cock, three cocks! ding! ding! ding!" and my friend said "more like dong, dong, dong"

billytea rocking in Natter:

Sandwiches are assuredly one of those things that should remain hairless. ("You know, I think I prefer your hair in a bun.")

msbelle, on Oscar critiques:

It's a shame that crack has taken such a toll on entertainment writers.

and risking her status as the nicest ....

Ginger:

Martin + Lewis = Sometimes funny and loved by the French

Rowan + Martin = Thumbs up

Martin + Baldwin = Thumbs down

In Bitches, on how to maintain calm under adverse conditions.

omnis_audis

Aims, you are amazing. I admire your calmness. I'd be flipping out like a crazy person right now. {{{ Aims }}}

Aims

Well, I am actually typing with the severed hands of a perky woman that irritated me at Starbucks and I was forced to kill her. But she had some nice Stila lip gloss so that made me feel better.

La Tep:

I took my Ambien a little bit ago, and started playing sudoku. Before the Ambien started to kick in, sudoku was just a number puzzle. And now that the drugs have kicked in (and, oh, they HAVE), sudoku has turned into a scenario where I have to chaperone and cat-herd a bunch of unruly adolescent numbers into their cabins at summer camp.

I have NO idea where that came from. And yet, 8 is an unruly bastard and I can never find where 6 went.

Matt in Natter:

Caught two more mice over the weekend, and took Mr. and Mrs. Stuart Little on a nice trip into the country where they can get to know their new friends Mr. Hawk and Mrs. Feral Cat.

Amy:

You could help me write copy for a terrible romance called Stronger Than Sin. And no, I don't know what the title is supposed to mean, either.

Sue:

"When desire is stronger than coffee...stronger than fortified wine...stronger than sin!"

meara:

Is it a Christian romance? That I could see--"we are so into each other...but we know that God is on our side, and wants us to love each other only in the bonds of marriage, because Twu Wuv With GAWD(TM) is STRONGER THAN THE DEVIL"S LUSTY SIN!"

Or, alternately, for an erotic "We can't stop ourselves! This lust is TOO MUCH! We know it is dirty dirty (oh so goooood) sinful sinny sin sin (ooh, talk dirty to me baby it's nasty nasty bad girl you dirty whore!) Our need to have each other is STRONGER THAN SIN!"

Erin:

It was strong. Strong like police department coffee. Strong like the man-musk of 12 cowboys herding sheep and battling secret longings strong.

It was stronger than all that. It was stronger than sin. Not wearing mixed fabrics sin, stronger than the kind of sin that is stronger than that, the kind of sin that is so sinful, you have to call it the sin with no name.

Except it has a name. But I can't tell you. Because it is so strong.

But anyway, some Amish people have some sex in the this book and it is STRONGER THAN SIN.

msbelle in Natter:

I just kept getting annoyed each time we had to kill someone else because it was tiring and messy.