What! There's a back door into the Louvre?
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
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.
I'm watching Honey Badgers : Masters of Mayhem.
As my cats roar around the house, knocking things over. My cats are benign in comparison to the honey badger.
OK, these things are seriously alarmingly clever and I'd never want to have to outwit one.
Not so much "back" (well, there is one of those, but not everyone is allowed in the Lyon entrance, I think), but, metaphorically, yes. You can skip the security line.
Bobsledding is weird.
People always react to my ASU degree, too. I can't tell if it's the chair or that a blonde graduate of that college kept her shirt dry for two years.
Bobsledding is weird.
Yeah, but the look on Bob's face kills me every time.
Whew, I remembered that I have Jell-o and got my act together enough to make some. And I portioned it out into individual servings while it was still liquid because I am a genius (or I am an idiot for never thinking of that before (or a combination of the two, I'd be good with that)). So I am all set for more sick days. Which should mean I won't have to take any more. Right, Universe?
{{{Scrappy}}}
Ditto.