OK. I'm crying. Bastards.
See, Vera? Dress yourself up; you get taken out somewhere fun.
Jayne ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Boxed Set, Vol. 1: Smallville, Due South, Farscape
A topic for the discussion of Farscape, Smallville, and Due South. Beware possible invasions of Stargate, Highlander, or pretty much anything else that captures our fancy. Expect Adult Content and discussion of the Big Gay Sex.
Cashmere - Oct 18, 2004 5:08:53 pm PDT #8003 of 10000
Now tagless for your comfort.
Stephanie - Oct 18, 2004 5:09:08 pm PDT #8004 of 10000
Trust my rage
ok, crying now.
Steph L. - Oct 18, 2004 5:09:31 pm PDT #8005 of 10000
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Okay, did anyone else get even a little teary when Stark said "Then you are,"? Because I did.
Cashmere - Oct 18, 2004 5:10:19 pm PDT #8006 of 10000
Now tagless for your comfort.
Baby Battle Sling with matching pulse pistol. Did she register for that?
Stephanie - Oct 18, 2004 5:10:32 pm PDT #8007 of 10000
Trust my rage
Steph, yes.
Holli - Oct 18, 2004 5:11:04 pm PDT #8008 of 10000
an overblown libretto and a sumptuous score/ could never contain the contradictions I adore
Oh, MAN. I was flipping OUT as John & Aeryn kissed, after the baby was born, because I was CONVINCED that something terrible was going to happen.
Frankenbuddha - Oct 18, 2004 5:11:49 pm PDT #8009 of 10000
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Baby Battle Sling with matching pulse pistol. Did she register for that?
We know what to get the Miracleborns for the baby now, don't we.
Steph L. - Oct 18, 2004 5:12:00 pm PDT #8010 of 10000
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Holli, it's too soon for anything terrible to happen. Give them another 30 minutes.
Pix - Oct 18, 2004 5:12:22 pm PDT #8011 of 10000
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
She pushes, you pull, I'm done.
Bwah!
Wow. That scene with S&S was powerful.
Cashmere - Oct 18, 2004 5:12:27 pm PDT #8012 of 10000
Now tagless for your comfort.
Man, I know teevee births are way, way not real but I totally remembered them handing Owen to me when John said, "we have a son."
Dammit. Crying again.