right, smonster?
can you fucking believe it?
I stepped away from the computer when I read that. I am just so grossed out.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
right, smonster?
can you fucking believe it?
I stepped away from the computer when I read that. I am just so grossed out.
I'll never watch him again. I mean, it's one thing not to love an actor's politics, but that kind of thing goes too far.
Yeah, the fact that so many people who work with him like him confuses me. I mean, even if he's a wonderfully polite and respectful man to you in person, how can you hang with him knowing he says not just questionable things but blatantly horribly awful things?
I just looked up the latest Mel stuff. "Oven-dodger?" Seriously!?!?? That is just beyond beyond beyond horrific.
I never thought anyone could even come close to Robert Mitchum in my personal pantheon of stars-so-repellent-I-can't-watch-their-movies-anymore, but Mel is breathing right down the back of his neck.
Yeah, the fact that so many people who work with him like him confuses me. I mean, even if he's a wonderfully polite and respectful man to you in person, how can you hang with him knowing he says not just questionable things but blatantly horribly awful things?
Seriously.
I am glad I haven't actually read this latest.
Doggerhosen
I just asked Tim if we could do that to Kato and he rejected it. Then I asked Kato if he wanted doggerhosen, and he gave me the Dubious Look, the one that translates roughly to, "You're going to put drops in my ears, aren't you? FUCK."
So, no doggerhosen.
I'm watching the Revenge recap show right now, AIFG.
I'm telling you. It's the good crack.
Uh, fecal transplant Xpost!
Glad I'm not the only one, actually! I wonder if the home treatment worked.
In more awesomer news from home, someone is putting felt vuvlas on the statues around Halifx.
That is awesome. Long may the Vulva-nater vulve.
Guess whose cats threw the security bolt on the front door, requiring someone to borrow a ladder to climb up on the deck and let someone in the back door?
Oh good grief, Leo could totally do that! He stands on the table beside the door and leans his front paws on the doorknob or the security lock, to try and open the door. No, I don't think he could get enough leverage, but I can't risk it. I must hide a key outside now.
I'm avoiding the Mel Gibson stuff. I've reached outrage overload Defcon 3.
I just ordered a grilled pimento cheese sandwich in honor of the day.