Wash: Psychic, though? That sounds like something out of science fiction. Zoe: We live in a space ship, dear. Wash: So?

'Objects In Space'


Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served  

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


Jessica - Mar 01, 2018 11:54:44 am PST #22700 of 30002
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset

WHY AMYCH WHY

#ptsd


Steph L. - Mar 01, 2018 12:11:47 pm PST #22701 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I remember the Great Gerund War, but I can't remember a damn thing about it, though I am SURE that I both had and expressed Very Strong Feelings and was also a dick about it. (I mean, I can't remember being a dick about it, but odds are super good.)


Steph L. - Mar 01, 2018 12:12:22 pm PST #22702 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I'm also pro-hammock anywhere you damn please. (Hey, if it's structurally unsound, that's on you.)


msbelle - Mar 01, 2018 12:23:10 pm PST #22703 of 30002
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

We have almost all mellowed a great deal.

I could gaf about the gerunding of words.


Steph L. - Mar 01, 2018 12:24:45 pm PST #22704 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I see what you did there.


Dana - Mar 01, 2018 12:31:42 pm PST #22705 of 30002
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

How dare you accuse me of mellowing.


Steph L. - Mar 01, 2018 12:32:56 pm PST #22706 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

t side-eye


Connie Neil - Mar 01, 2018 12:35:20 pm PST #22707 of 30002
brillig

Excuse me while I escort the kids to a shelter.


Steph L. - Mar 01, 2018 12:36:29 pm PST #22708 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I'm busy with editing.


shrift - Mar 01, 2018 12:43:50 pm PST #22709 of 30002
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

t breaks the fourth wall to stare into the camera with a look of quiet desperation