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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.
Wait, Tep, yours don't have any flour at all?
Nope -- 1 cup peanut butter, 1 cup sugar, 1 egg, and (not totally required, but helpful) 1 teaspoon baking powder. Mix it all together, roll into balls, roll balls in extra sugar (not required but...come on), moosh cookie balls with tines of fork, bake for 10 minutes, let cool on baking sheet for 5 minutes before moving to cooling rack, let cool for 10 more minutes, then try not to eat them all in 2 days.
The iPad Air commercial with the Whitman quote wins the gold medal for pretension.
You know, you just don't see enough headlines about being stabbed with a samurai sword.
Mostly because I am not allowed to rule the world. If I were? More stabbings. With a variety of swords.
Interesting campaign promise, Cass. I'm not sure I'm gonna back you, but I'm willing to hear more.
Ginger, I hate that ad with the heat of a thousand suns. Every time it comes on and for whatever reason I can't fast forward or otherwise escape, I contemplate exactly why I hate it so much. I have concluded that it's mostly the narrator's voice, or tone of voice, maybe, and a little bit of a callback to my inexplicable hatred for the Gaiman "Make Good Art" speech.
We had a self-defense case where a samurai sword was fatally wielded against an intruder, over on the campus...not that long ago.
I have concluded that it's mostly the narrator's voice, or tone of voice, maybe
Isn't it ganked from Dead Poets' Society? (I mean, I know it's Whitman, but it sounds like Robin Williams, maybe slightly Autotuned.)
A mentally ill young man here killed his grandmother with a samurai sword. It was particularly sad because his family and local law enforcement knew he could be violent, but couldn't get him the treatment he needed.
I think it actually is Robin Williams. I sort of love it, but it's hitting me just right at the moment.
Ginger, I hate that ad with the heat of a thousand suns. Every time it comes on and for whatever reason I can't fast forward or otherwise escape, I contemplate exactly why I hate it so much. I have concluded that it's mostly the narrator's voice, or tone of voice, maybe, and a little bit of a callback to my inexplicable hatred for the Gaiman "Make Good Art" speech.
Hells yes. And I'm pretty sure it is Robin Williams.
I knew a guy in high school who, along with another guy, snuck onto Penny Marshall's property dressed like ninjas and held her hostage briefly with their samurai swords. True fax.