I think the most interesting part of Noah vomiting is that I wonder if it's all a ploy to avoid the dentist. He was supposed to have major work done tomorrow.
Mal: And I never back down from a fight. Inara: Yes, you do! You do all the time!
'Shindig'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Kat - Jan 04, 2011 3:30:18 pm PST #14762 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
tommyrot - Jan 04, 2011 3:30:36 pm PST #14763 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.
The 2010s, pronounced "twenty-tens",[1] "two thousand (and) tens", or simply "the tens",[2][3][4][5] is the current decade which began on January 1, 2010 and will end on December 31, 2019.
Well that's boring.
sarameg - Jan 04, 2011 3:31:15 pm PST #14764 of 30001
Strategic puker. Joys.
amych - Jan 04, 2011 3:32:19 pm PST #14765 of 30001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Well that's boring.
Pfft. I give it 2 years, and then everyone will be calling it the teens no matter what Wikipedia says.
tommyrot - Jan 04, 2011 3:34:34 pm PST #14766 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 give it 2 years, and then everyone will be calling it the teens no matter what Wikipedia says.
Makes sense. For now, I think we should call this period the "pre-teens". Or "tweens."
sarameg - Jan 04, 2011 3:35:32 pm PST #14767 of 30001
ION, I need to note that Angry Birds fills me with seething frustration. There was some dude on the radio talking about the merits of video gaming, and one of the things he mentioned was that it was actually useful to repeatedly (and repeatedly and repeatedly) try and fail at the same task over and over.
Not if you are me.
I never was any good with games.
Lee - Jan 04, 2011 3:36:17 pm PST #14768 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Lee, I sent you a text.
To the 650 number? I didn't get one.
Sophia Brooks - Jan 04, 2011 3:36:54 pm PST #14769 of 30001
Cats to become a rabbit should gather immediately now here
Oh, beets are bad. Bad beets.
In ten years, are we going to be the equivelent of flappers? Or is there only one roaring twenties?
beekaytee - Jan 04, 2011 3:38:06 pm PST #14770 of 30001
Compassionately intolerant
And car barf!
Ugh and ugh again. It's so hard to clean up car barf and to eliminate the lingering ick.
I visited with a friend yesterday who suddenly jumped up with an "Oh!" and grabbed a new bottle of Nature's Miracle out of the cupboard. It seems that ages ago I gave her a bottle after a young friend barfed in her now ex-husband's car. I could tell the ex was throwing a fit that made EVERYone cringe and all I could think was, jeez Dude, the kid is like 6, could you just calm down? Apparently, the NM did the trick, odor-wise and the effort appeased the beast.
Thankfully, he is out of the picture now...and I have an unexpected bottle of my favorite cleaner.
tommyrot - Jan 04, 2011 3:39:24 pm PST #14771 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.
In ten years, are we going to be the equivelent of flappers? Or is there only one roaring twenties?
Well, in the 20th century we did have a "gay '90s," but it was different than the century before.