At least we won the coin toss.
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
Dana - Jan 24, 2010 4:58:10 pm PST #3917 of 30001
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
-t - Jan 24, 2010 4:58:21 pm PST #3918 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I think I hurt myself jumping up and down after that interception. Hiding under the blanket = smart.
Liese S. - Jan 24, 2010 4:58:58 pm PST #3919 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
To the 40.
msbelle - Jan 24, 2010 4:59:08 pm PST #3920 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
I may never get to sleep tonight.
sarameg - Jan 24, 2010 4:59:37 pm PST #3921 of 30001
I have no idea who is playing, winning or losing!
Liese S. - Jan 24, 2010 5:05:14 pm PST #3922 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Dude.
Dana - Jan 24, 2010 5:05:42 pm PST #3923 of 30001
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
Oh, god. I can't handle this. I need ice cream.
Dana - Jan 24, 2010 5:11:25 pm PST #3924 of 30001
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
First down. Thank god.
Liese S. - Jan 24, 2010 5:12:32 pm PST #3925 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Holy cow.
brenda m - Jan 24, 2010 5:12:40 pm PST #3926 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
Oh man was that a lucky call for the Saints. That was no way a catchable ball.