President Mansquito!
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I am ahead of my time....
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 37: Oddly Enough, We've Had This Conversation Before.
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 - Jul 18, 2005 6:58:05 am PDT #790 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Nutty - Jul 18, 2005 7:00:19 am PDT #791 of 10002
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
Are there rules about species that would disqualify Mansquito?
More to the point, does he have opposable thumbs to grasp the axe-handle with? Certainly, he would win hands-down on the tree-climbing enterprise, needing neither rope nor toe-pitons.
beekaytee - Jul 18, 2005 7:02:42 am PDT #792 of 10002
Compassionately intolerant
I was outside the Office of the Physician of the Capitol one day. (Can't say we don't have royal titles around here) Standing around with a bunch of too young doctors with loads of very expensive equipment, staring at a kid who felt pukey sitting on floor. A guard walked by, scanned the scene and said, "Oh, I thought Chaney was here." Big confidence builder.
I'm not surprised that Chaney's phyical would publicly spawn TMI. LOOK, he's not dead! Really. Not to worry.
Cashmere - Jul 18, 2005 7:06:10 am PDT #793 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
Nope, just leaping off the furniture.
I want to buy Leif a cape.
tommyrot - Jul 18, 2005 7:06:38 am PDT #794 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
It looks like I'm a few months too late for my idea of a Mansquito blog: [link]
Steph L. - Jul 18, 2005 7:14:51 am PDT #795 of 10002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Woot!!! My Harry Potter book just got delivered. Now I wonder if I should have a sudden attack of appendicitis so I can go home and read it....
tommyrot - Jul 18, 2005 7:17:31 am PDT #796 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Tell your boss you have to take your cat to the vet.
It might help if you had a cat.
§ ita § - Jul 18, 2005 8:04:41 am PDT #797 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I napped and am not cured.
Where do I go get a refund?
Although -- I do finally feel I could eat, so that's something. Papajohns.com, here I come.
Frankenbuddha - Jul 18, 2005 8:05:55 am PDT #798 of 10002
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Finally caught up and now I've got nothing to add.
Except timelies, with a heaping side of gronk.
shakes fist at Monday for good measure
§ ita § - Jul 18, 2005 8:06:31 am PDT #799 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Ah! Papa John's isn't taking orders for another 54 minutes!