You know what I think I should do with my hair is the cut of the commercial with the indignant French teacher complaining at the guy stealing wifi. I think I could rock that cut.
Uh, are we gonna fight, or is there just gonna be a monster sarcasm rally?
Stoner Vamp ,'Lessons'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Liese S. - May 11, 2010 6:13:31 pm PDT #28923 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
DavidS - May 11, 2010 6:13:59 pm PDT #28924 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Always go with the indignant French teacher.
Lee - May 11, 2010 6:17:16 pm PDT #28925 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I am eating sin. SIN, I tell you. Bacon chocolate bar.
Weirdo.
msbelle - May 11, 2010 6:18:01 pm PDT #28926 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
what exactly is the occasion that one would need a giant ass sword?
sarameg - May 11, 2010 6:19:22 pm PDT #28927 of 30001
Declared bedroom blood-drawing fan dead. It isn't easy to disassemble to get at the motor, which I assume is gucked up with dust. Stupid throw-away manufacturing. Need to get another fan. Like towers for downstairs, will see about up.
Bad thoughts on the stupid sword people. Mocking bad thoughts.
megan walker - May 11, 2010 6:26:17 pm PDT #28928 of 30001
"What kind of magical sunshine and lollipop world do you live in? Because you need to be medicated."-SFist
Always go with the indignant French teacher.
Hah!
Also, I need to leave work.
DavidS - May 11, 2010 6:27:26 pm PDT #28929 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
what exactly is the occasion that one would need a giant ass sword?
Well, if you're ita it's practically an everyday occurrence.
I know Connie and her husband have several swords and like to take apart snowmen.
Or perhaps you are a butcher or perhaps a boot cobbler. Or attacked by Uruk Hai.
§ ita § - May 11, 2010 6:27:49 pm PDT #28930 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Weirdo.
::waggles eyebrows::
what exactly is the occasion that one would need a giant ass sword?
Days that end in "y"? I only have a medium-assed sword. And some large knives.
DavidS - May 11, 2010 6:28:31 pm PDT #28931 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Also, I need to leave work.
Yeah, you do!
sarameg - May 11, 2010 6:29:44 pm PDT #28932 of 30001
Fuck. Despite surviving earlier, worse, storms, the fledges in my neighbor's downspout are apparently dead.
I was tempted to move them, why the fuck didn't I? Hope? Inertia?
I'm not even a bird person, yet I raised 2 sparrows from featherless to flight, recup'd countless pidgeons...gnahrgg. Nature. Stupid birds.
Now I need to tell my neighbor about the corpses rotting in his gutter. Fuck.