How extra goddamn fucking crazy do you have to be to strap explosives to your genitals?!?!?
So crazy you'd want to bother bombing Detroit.
I'm just waiting to see if I pass out. Long story.
Mal ,'Heart Of Gold'
Natter 64: Yes, we still need you
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Calli - Dec 28, 2009 4:03:48 pm PST #27703 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Steph L. - Dec 28, 2009 4:04:42 pm PST #27704 of 30001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
So crazy you'd want to bother bombing Detroit.
Oh, yeah. That, too.
Strapping explosives to your genitals to bomb Detroit.
God DAMN.
amych - Dec 28, 2009 4:07:32 pm PST #27705 of 30001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Tep, I've been thinking the same thing about Mr. Pants On Fire all day, only just as much stupid as crazy. And these very very serious people keep getting on my radio and talking about grave threats to our security, and I keep yelling back "THIS IS NOT AN EVIL GENIUS PLANNER! THIS IS A MAN WHO SET HIS JUNK ON FIRE AND DIDN'T EVEN SUCCEED! I'LL BE FUCKED IF I CAN'T PLAY SUDOKU FOR THE LAST HOUR OF MY NEXT FLIGHT BECAUSE OF SOMEONE WACKY ENOUGH TO LIGHT HIS PANTS!!"
(Also, the very serious people keep trying to tell me that obvsly there was a very big high-level plan because otherwise how would he have known how to make a detonator out of nothing but chemicals? And, dude, the guy's an engineer. Anyone who watches Mythbusters can tell you that all of those dudes know about blowing shit up!)
brenda m - Dec 28, 2009 4:08:17 pm PST #27706 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
I did hear him referred to as the Crotch Rocket yesterday somewhere on the internets.
Jesse - Dec 28, 2009 4:08:17 pm PST #27707 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Some people juggle geese.
Steph L. - Dec 28, 2009 4:12:25 pm PST #27708 of 30001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
And these very very serious people keep getting on my radio and talking about grave threats to our security
Some woman called Talk of the Nation today and said that she was willing to give up all her rights to make sure she could fly safely, and put forth the idea that all passengers should be given jumpsuits to change into when they fly.
Yeah, that'll work.
I did hear him referred to as the Crotch Rocket yesterday somewhere on the internets.
That is AWESOME.
Kat - Dec 28, 2009 4:12:58 pm PST #27709 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
I am definitely benefiting from heat rising from the apartments downstairs.
Which is great in the winter and not so great come July.
Oh MAN.
I just want to sit and do nothing, but that seems impossible.
Jesse - Dec 28, 2009 4:15:39 pm PST #27710 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Which is great in the winter and not so great come July.
Well, we won't be paying for the heat then... and really, paying for it is my main concern.
sarameg - Dec 28, 2009 4:16:51 pm PST #27711 of 30001
I've been pointing out FOR YEARS that my underwire would make an excellent weapon. God knows they've tried to kill me on occasion.
Some time ago, I had a vivid dream about a bomb being made from fluids found inside security, namely from the cleaning crews and various restaurant stuff. It's not far-fetched if someone gets creative. Which is why I resent taking my shoes off and consider it mostly a joke.
Liese S. - Dec 28, 2009 4:17:22 pm PST #27712 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Which is great in the winter and not so great come July.
Hee. I skimmed the quote text and thought you were talking about flying in jumpsuits. I was trying to work out why July jumpsuits would be okay.
I am sitting and doing nothing and I really need not to be but I can't seem to shake it.
Actually what I want to do is come see you and then go over to the Rose Bowl parade on New Years. Odds are better that I'll continue to sit here and do nothing.