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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'
What Happens in Natter 35 Stays in Natter 35
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.
tommyrot - Jun 07, 2005 8:01:04 am PDT #10000 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
DXMachina - Jun 07, 2005 8:38:54 am PDT #10001 of 10001
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
What happens in Natter 35 stays in Natter 35, except not any more, since we've reached the end. Natter is now busting out over here:
"Natter 36: But we digress..." Jun 7, 2005 10:38:18 am PDT