Yes. Men like sports. Men watch the action movie, they eat of the beef, and enjoy to look at the bosoms. A thousand years of avenging our wrongs and that's all you've learned?

Xander ,'End of Days'


Natter 69: Practically names itself.  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


Steph L. - Nov 16, 2011 6:00:37 pm PST #7205 of 30001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

accelerating from 80 up to 160 is...thrilling.

Colors DO melt! I knew it!


§ ita § - Nov 16, 2011 7:11:52 pm PST #7206 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

It can't hurt to have some on hand, right?


DavidS - Nov 16, 2011 7:11:59 pm PST #7207 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Colors DO melt! I knew it!

Pretty much!

No, actually it's that roller coaster Whoa! feeling.


SuziQ - Nov 16, 2011 7:24:41 pm PST #7208 of 30001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Ignoring ita !'s link.

Dear Karate Dude

Yes, it is a good idea to wear a cup to class. It should be a normal part of your dressing for karate. As much as I'm thankful you apparently have yours on under your gi (unlike another adult at the dojo), I don't need you to knock on it to prove that you are protected. You are my age, not some kid. And, for the record, I was hitting you in the thigh, not the groin.

No love,
Me


DavidS - Nov 16, 2011 7:47:20 pm PST #7209 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Yes, it is a good idea to wear a cup to class. It should be a normal part of your dressing for karate. As much as I'm thankful you apparently have yours on under your gi (unlike another adult at the dojo), I don't need you to knock on it to prove that you are protected. You are my age, not some kid. And, for the record, I was hitting you in the thigh, not the groin.

Isn't he trying to communicate: "Hey! Go for it!"

And I'm not sure why that's bad.

Did it feel like he was communicating: "Hey! I've got genitals!"


Liese S. - Nov 16, 2011 7:48:02 pm PST #7210 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."

Dear Everyone,

Do not drive 160 on my road! I live there!

My new speedometer goes much higher than my old one, making each angle of the pie many fewer miles, which means my peripheral glance at the speedometer leads me to believe that I am going slower than I am, therefore I speed. And also the ride is better so I can't tell I'm doing it. Oops.

I think I told you guys this, but the SO & I were talking about the supervolcano late one night, happily idly disaster speculating. We said, oh, we shouldn't talk about this so late, we'll have nightmares. And I did. About forgetting to change a hotel reservation for my road trip. THE HORROR! Yeah, that was the best my mundane psyche could get itself worked up about.


DavidS - Nov 16, 2011 7:50:11 pm PST #7211 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Do not drive 160 on my road! I live there!

Get out of the way, you pokey desert dweller!


Connie Neil - Nov 16, 2011 7:58:36 pm PST #7212 of 30001
brillig

Get out of the way, you pokey desert dweller!

Wait till you see us laugh when the saguaro cactus don't get out of your way.


DavidS - Nov 16, 2011 8:04:21 pm PST #7213 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Wait till you see us laugh when the saguaro cactus don't get out of your way.

Ha! Saguaro cactus only exist in Roadrunner cartoons. I'm not falling for that.


javachik - Nov 16, 2011 8:33:34 pm PST #7214 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.

The ONLY thing I ever think about and worry for is my dogs in a disaster. They wouldn't know what's going on at all and would be terrified and perhaps...I can't even fucking think about it. I don't worry for myself at all. I'm not afraid of dying. But I am terrified of leaving my dogs fending for themselves. Relatedly it's my dogs' care that finally got me to sit down and work out a will and post-death finances.

I imagine it's a version of what parents might feel. All of your worry is on this huge piece of your heart that's just out there, running around with diapers on.