Polar bear spycam destruction fills me with unholy glee.
Their attitude is remarkably similar to Emmett's: "What's that? I gotta fuck with that. Can I break it? Yes!"
'Objects In Space'
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Polar bear spycam destruction fills me with unholy glee.
Their attitude is remarkably similar to Emmett's: "What's that? I gotta fuck with that. Can I break it? Yes!"
My thought is it clearly wasn't tested on toddlers.
But you know the bears were just looking for a chewy center.
I lived in Bryn Mawr for a spell and spent time in Paoli. That was over a decade ago. DAMN. I'm old.
That ended badly and ended up with Tracy pulling funding from Alice's daughter's internet cafe!
I didn't know that tidbit, but am not surprised. For the longest, I thought TC was in a relationship with Rebecca Walker, not Alice.
Glad the squirrel store syringes arrived.
I saw Burrell today and we delved into the nail polish box. I have on my left hand purple, green, ice blue, mint green and nude polishes since I was testing. Dana, you did an amazing job packing them! I loved that they were all color sorted.
But you know the bears were just looking for a chewy center.
Just like a zombie in that respect.
Brains en Croute.
Poke and destroy.
Dana, you did an amazing job packing them! I loved that they were all color sorted.
Oh, I can't take credit for that. I just put them back the way they came, more or less. But I did have fun repacking everything.
Polar bear spycam destruction fills me with unholy glee.
Isn't it great? They are just so pleased with themselves for the destruction. Although it makes me want to give them tougher balls that they can just play with. Although I realize that's not the non-intervention model.
I have on my left hand purple, green, ice blue, mint green and nude polishes since I was testing.
Yay! The polish box makes me so happy. I can't believe we're this successful with it.
You know they were all "well, that's dumb" once the cams stopped making noises. Which, actually, reminds me a lot of my cats, especially Loki. Who is determined to dismantle the salad spinner, which resides on the top of my 6 ft wire kitchen shelves.
Matilda and I are cuddled on the couch watching Animaniacs while she gives me head-skritches. A few minutes ago she was sorting through our jar of foreign coins (I swear, every house with kids old enough to be trusted not to stick 'em up their noses should have two or three of these--this, the bottlecap jar, and the button box keep Matilda contentedly entertained for hours), singing to her baby coins:
Hush little baby, don't say a thing, Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring
If that diamond ring goes away, Mama's gonna buy you a diamond day
If that diamond day don't sing, Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring
If that diamond ring gets gone, Mama's gonna buy you a diamond horse
If that diamond horse gets broke, Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring
The playing destructo-polar bears reminded me of cats, too. They went straight from "can I eat it?" to "can I break it?" They were having such fun.
Yay! The polish box makes me so happy. I can't believe we're this successful with it.
Me too!