We seemed to always use bread and wine for the two-good examples. Not in Rehab!Prof's classes. I don't recall going over examples in that class at all. Instead, he read to us from his novel-in-progress, which was about a guy living on a tropical island hallucinating lizards, as I recall.
Don't worry, we're sure to spot Faith first. She's like this cleavagy slut-bomb walking around 'Ooh, check me out, I'm wicked-cool, I'm five-by-five.'
Willow ,'Get It Done'
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.
-t - Mar 02, 2011 5:18:57 pm PST #26051 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
meara - Mar 02, 2011 5:24:13 pm PST #26052 of 30001
Biochem 302: How the Blow and the Hookers Interact
Physics 207: Particle Movement in Doing Blow off a Hooker
sarameg - Mar 02, 2011 5:24:28 pm PST #26053 of 30001
My best friend from childhood got involved in a meth (and other) lab in hs. Run by a grad student out of the university where he was interning or something. Made a shitton of money that, like a teen boy, he spent like water. All came crashing down. Grad student went to jail, friend got a full ride IF he kept on the straight and narrow and provided testimony.
He's a dentist with a large family now. He so needed braces as a kid, had the overlapping canines and spare teeth going on. Guess he probably got that fixed, I've never seen a dentist with bad teeth.
Kat - Mar 02, 2011 5:31:32 pm PST #26054 of 30001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Hookers and Blow!
Ahem.
Did anyone see (and maybe post) the article in the NYT about how Natalie Portman is a smarty pants? [link]
I kinda feel like I can't go on. If anyone sings Celine Dion to me, I'll have to kill.
DavidS - Mar 02, 2011 5:36:55 pm PST #26055 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
I kinda feel like I can't go on. If anyone sings Celine Dion to me, I'll have to kill.
Yeah, but if you die she might sing "Smile" at your funeral. So, better go on. It's what Beckett would advise.
sarameg - Mar 02, 2011 5:37:09 pm PST #26056 of 30001
I promise I won't sing. It's horrific no matter the tune. One more hour, you'll get through. And then another. And another. And some hours will suck. And some won't.
Loki is doing aerial loops. Took him out on the deck, seems to have wound him up.
Steph L. - Mar 02, 2011 5:39:21 pm PST #26057 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
The woman undressed and got on stage with her male partner, who used a device that looks like a machine-powered saw with a phallic object instead of a blade.
Ooh, a Fuckzall! (You know, like a Sawzall.)
(Actually, no power tool will EVER come near my special ladyparts [I'm sure there's a "power tool" joke one could make about my boyfriend, but I won't go there], ever ever ever. Dude, it's a damn reciprocating saw. I know, no blade, but still. The thought that it was a SAW would never leave my mind. Yow.)
billytea - Mar 02, 2011 5:51:32 pm PST #26058 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Dude, it's a damn reciprocating saw.
Hey, be fair to the poor appliance. Reciprocating puts it well ahead of many biological sex partners.
DavidS - Mar 02, 2011 5:54:41 pm PST #26059 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Hey, be fair to the poor appliance. Reciprocating puts it well ahead of many biological sex partners.
Dude, you married all of them.
billytea - Mar 02, 2011 5:56:38 pm PST #26060 of 30001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Dude, you've only had two. And you married both of them.
Three. There was Actuarial Student between the two spouses. See, I don't have to marry everyone I date. It's not like it's a compulsion or something.