There's your problem. Your milkshake brought all the rodents to the yard.
I go online sometimes, but everyone's spelling is really bad. It's... depressing.
Tara ,'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.
amych - Mar 09, 2011 5:06:16 pm PST #27421 of 30001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Scrappy - Mar 09, 2011 5:07:21 pm PST #27422 of 30001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
gay marries amych.
Strix - Mar 09, 2011 5:07:50 pm PST #27423 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
If one thinks of it on a factual, it is pretty damned crazy.
You worship at the feet of a torture victim, and then some guy tells you to eat his flesh and drink his blood.
(Not knocking peep's religion, just saying when you boil it down to basics, it is kinda gross without context.)
Strix - Mar 09, 2011 5:08:54 pm PST #27424 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
There's your problem. Your milkshake brought all the rodents to the yard.
BWAH!
brenda m - Mar 09, 2011 5:09:07 pm PST #27425 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
The squirrels at McGill freaked me out. I got a bad rep as a squirrel kicker, but truth was, I extended my foot very slowly, and THE SQUIRREL SHOULD HAVE MOVED. I am supposed to win. No squirrels were harmed in the making of this story, but my rep got...exacerbated for a bit.
I can't believe this has been hanging out here all this time and no one has mentioned:
GEORGE: Don't we have a deal with the pigeons?
JERRY: Of course. We have a deal. They get out of the way of our cars, we look the other way on the statue defecation.
GEORGE: Right! And these pigeons broke the deal. I will not accept the blame for this.
...
MIRANDA: What pigeon? You drove right onto that squirrel.
GEORGE: Squirrel? Well, we have no deal with THEM!
Steph L. - Mar 09, 2011 5:12:17 pm PST #27426 of 30001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
some guy tells you to eat his flesh and drink his blood.
Ahahaha -- Tim and I were talking about this maybe 2 hours ago! I told him how I'm too literal to be able to really embrace the mystery of transubstantiation (Catholic doctrine says that when the priest consecrates the bread and wine, they really truly ARE the body and blood of Christ, but CLEARLY they are only baked dough and fermented grape juice [so say I]). He said, "But didn't Jesus say 'This is my body,' blah blah blah?"
I said, "Yeah, but the dude spoke in metaphors ALL THE TIME. Does no one remember the parables???"
(Also, it doesn't refer to literal cheesemakers; it's meant to refer to all purveyors of dairy.)
Strix - Mar 09, 2011 5:17:48 pm PST #27427 of 30001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Blessed are the cheesemakers.
sarameg - Mar 09, 2011 5:20:43 pm PST #27428 of 30001
I must be having a week. Mister Kitty deigned to abandon upstairs, vigorously wash Loki's head, and curl up next to him on the couch with me. He doesn't spend much time downstairs these days.
I like having all my cats in the room with me, even if Devi's on the other side in her foam cube. Loki's against my butt with MK right there in the crook of my knees. Warm things.
Jesse - Mar 09, 2011 5:20:49 pm PST #27429 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Yeah, this is why I give people who grew up in Scientology a pass -- on its face, it's no crazier-sounding than most religions. Before you start hearing about how some guy just made it up to see what would happen. And all the business aspect. Anyway, my point is, religion freaky.
billytea - Mar 09, 2011 5:25:13 pm PST #27430 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.
Poor Mac. Christianity is hard.
Wallybee and I have been attending a "look after your baby" seminar series at her church. (Well, I missed the second one, because I was, y'know, looking after our baby.) Tuesday night was the third and final session, on spiritual care (so this was the religion-heavy portion). I was greatly impressed that in the middle of discussion on how to raise good Christian babies, they found time to smipe at other denominations (over the issue of timing of baptisms, FWIW).