Charred out/raw in is often called Pittsburgh.
As a native Western Pennsylvanian, I say Hey!
edit: Also, why?
Oh, I'm gonna go to the special hell.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
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.
Connie Neil - Oct 07, 2010 12:09:14 pm PDT #28191 of 30001
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§ ita § - Oct 07, 2010 12:13:59 pm PDT #28192 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
There's non-processed ham? I always think of it as salt-ridden.
Hi, zuisa and vroomvroom!
I saw a woman in the art store (uh, don't ask, it's a sickness) today who looked eerily like my mother. There's a definite type that looks like blood on my mother's side of the family (as I kept pointing out to bon on The Wire), but this woman's face was eerily Mummy. I had to stare. I'm supposed to look like my mother. I wonder if I triggered anything for her.
I almost told her, but I'm trying to stop saying random shit to strangers, since I don't really like it when they do it to me.
tommyrot - Oct 07, 2010 12:18:00 pm PDT #28193 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I'm trying to stop saying random shit to strangers, since I don't really like it when they do it to me.
Heh.
Years ago I ran across a woman who was 6' or 6' 1" or something. I went up to her and said, "Wow, you're so tall." After I said it, I realized it sounded all wrong and there was awkwardness and what-not.
-t - Oct 07, 2010 12:18:07 pm PDT #28194 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
I just read a review of a place that serves chicken tartare. That is not what I had for lunch. I'm a little afraid of the steak tartare and very afraid of the chicken.
Scrappy - Oct 07, 2010 12:18:16 pm PDT #28195 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Yeah, ham is processed, but this has no nitrates, so I am calling it good.
Beverly - Oct 07, 2010 12:19:38 pm PDT #28196 of 30001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
So H tells me, "This guy in Britain found a bronze Roman helmet that sold at auction for..." and my mind immediately starts singing,
Golden helmet of Mandrino,
There can be no hat like thee
Thee and I now, till I die now
We'll make golden history.
He doesn't make eye contact or react in any way. Then from the depths of the recliner, Speaw and magic hewwwmet....
tommyrot - Oct 07, 2010 12:20:46 pm PDT #28197 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Oh Bwoomhilda, you're so wuvely....
-t - Oct 07, 2010 12:22:00 pm PDT #28198 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Yes, I know it, I can't help it...
Calli - Oct 07, 2010 12:23:00 pm PDT #28199 of 30001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
Yes I know it; I can't help it.
ETA: Inevitable wascally wabbit x-post.
Kathy A - Oct 07, 2010 12:26:28 pm PDT #28200 of 30001
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
Oh, Bwunhilda, beeee my wuuuuv!!!