Sure, aurelia, I don't have that.
Gunn: The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing. You never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it like it was up to you—the world in balance—'cause you never know when it is.
'Underneath'
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.
-t - Feb 27, 2017 6:44:29 pm PST #7863 of 30002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
brenda m - Feb 27, 2017 6:46:05 pm PST #7864 of 30002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Toddson, shrimp with lobster sauce generally does not contain lobster, so that might be why you can eat it.
Dana - Feb 28, 2017 3:10:28 am PST #7865 of 30002
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
zzzzz morning meeting more irritating than usual
And I have a sudden craving for onion rings. It is too early for onion rings.
Dana - Feb 28, 2017 4:45:31 am PST #7866 of 30002
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
Meeting now at two hours, one hour longer than planned.
-t - Feb 28, 2017 4:54:32 am PST #7867 of 30002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Almost time for onion rings, then?
Fred Pete - Feb 28, 2017 5:36:30 am PST #7868 of 30002
Ann, that's a ferret.
It's always time for the right onion rings.
Dana - Feb 28, 2017 5:45:05 am PST #7869 of 30002
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
Damnit, I really might need onion rings for lunch now.
Steph L. - Feb 28, 2017 5:49:37 am PST #7870 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
I'm here with your obligatory yearly reminder to go get you some paczki today. I lost count of how many different fillings our neighborhood bakery offered. More than 10, I know that much. Damn, the bakery smelled GOOD.
Jesse - Feb 28, 2017 6:05:01 am PST #7871 of 30002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Now I want onion rings! Instead I have had girl scout cookies. Actually, eating too many cookies to get rid of the box is 100% in the spirit of Shrove Tuesday, no?
ION, my job is so crazy. I just smiled at someone in the hall who seemed vaguely familiar, but you know, most people I've met here now seem vaguely familiar, and then I realized her mother was in the same unit as my father in the nursing home!
Consuela - Feb 28, 2017 6:11:05 am PST #7872 of 30002
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Hah, Jesse.
I arrived half an hour early for this training. If I'd known, I would have walked the dog more...