the bar/lounge is NOT answering the phone!
Angel: Connor, this is Spike and Illyria. Guys, this is Connor. Connor: Hi. umm...I like your outfit. Illyria: Your body warms. This one is lusting after me. Connor: Oh...no, I--I--it's just that it's the outfit. I guess I've had a thing for older women. Angel: They were supposed to fix that.
'Origin'
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.
msbelle - Jun 29, 2010 8:49:07 am PDT #9547 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
amych - Jun 29, 2010 8:49:59 am PDT #9548 of 30001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Doesn't that sound like the employees chew the fish and spit it out?
Like they chew it, at any rate. The word they were looking for is "macerate", which is fancy-ass-latinate for "I'm pointing and laughing at you, dumbasses".
Vortex - Jun 29, 2010 8:50:14 am PDT #9549 of 30001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Maybe they mean macerate?
eta: amych said it better.
bon bon - Jun 29, 2010 8:51:50 am PDT #9550 of 30001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
But macerate is for fruit...
Amy - Jun 29, 2010 8:54:51 am PDT #9551 of 30001
Because books.
Merriam-Webster says:
1 : to grind or crush (food) with or as if with the teeth : chew
2 : to soften or reduce to pulp by crushing or kneading
Vortex - Jun 29, 2010 8:55:30 am PDT #9552 of 30001
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
I don't think that it's only for fruit. I think that it just means to steep in liquid.
§ ita § - Jun 29, 2010 8:57:48 am PDT #9553 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
to soften or reduce to pulp by crushing or kneading
Interesting. I guess we kinda got schooled.
msbelle - Jun 29, 2010 9:01:28 am PDT #9554 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Thanks for the help prioritizing. I am making progress. People need to stop interrupting me!
Amy - Jun 29, 2010 9:03:05 am PDT #9555 of 30001
Because books.
I'd always associated mastication with chewing, but then I wasn't sure, so I checked!
Jessica - Jun 29, 2010 9:03:44 am PDT #9556 of 30001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
There's a new bar on the Lower East Side just for Hec:
Painkiller New York City opened this spring, an oasis of fruity and flowery tropical cocktails on a stretch of Essex Street better known for accordions and menorahs. Bamboo, leis and tribal masks are scattered around the place, instantly annexing the old East Side Company Bar to the Paper Umbrella Archipelago. There are even paper umbrellas. Unlike other latter-day takes on Polynesia in the city, Painkiller is a lounge where kitsch is an element of décor, not a principle of mixology. Bad taste is welcome, but it stops when you take your first sip.
As the bartender feeds scoops of ice and jiggers of rum — one, two, three, four? — into a machine designed to whip up smoothies, doubts may swirl. Ignore them. Frozen daiquiris, like the grapefruit-and-lime Papa Doble, display more clarity and purity than a cocktail the size of a Jacuzzi has any right to. (Cocktails are $12 to $16.) The same is true of the 151 Swizzle, a mix of absinthe and overproof Demerara rum drunk from a straw at eye level. You admire the drink’s backbone as your own begins to slump.