The guy is climbing on the plane's leaking, burning belly fuel tank in order to save the pilot.
Somebody tell that guy that gasoline is highly flammable and consequently dangerous!
'Help'
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The guy is climbing on the plane's leaking, burning belly fuel tank in order to save the pilot.
Somebody tell that guy that gasoline is highly flammable and consequently dangerous!
This is too cute--a 3-y.o. summarizes Star Wars (the original movie).
His primary comment? "No railings."
OMG NIGHTMARES
So excited. Just had my first meeting about my next project--editing a new film studies book by Bordwell. It will be a nice change from French, and yet another validation of all the time I spent in grad school.
His primary comment? "No railings."
OMG NIGHTMARES
Given the confluence of his background as a parachute rigger and the flagrant distribution of 'bennies' to keep the troops awake and working on deck for days on end, DEXH invented a multi-pocketed flight suit in the event he fell off. (not that he had much chance of surviving a 20 story drop, but he felt shark repellant, food sticks and a beacon light might come in handy) He got called into the head guy's office and feared the worst for being 'out of uniform'. Instead, they asked if he could make some more. "Sure, now many?" "3000 by next week?" "Uh, no. But I can teach other riggers how to make them." So he got shuttled all over the Pacific Theatre.
parachute rigger
Very handy with a sewing machine. Everyone should know at least one.
Very handy with a sewing machine. Everyone should know at least one.
Seriously. His industrial sewing machine got a LOT of use during our marriage.
Awesome, megan!
Just had my first meeting about my next project--editing a new film studies book by Bordwell.
Oh wow, megan. A Film Studies God! (I had to read about 3 of his books as part of my degree). Can you say what it's about?
People. They never learn. Word-squishes must die!
No no no! Just most of them! The ugly, ungainly, awkward ones! But a few of them are allowed to survive the mass culling, on the basis of comedy gold. Kock, Spork and Spred (Spike/Fred - because it's only a letter away from being a glorious piece of wordplay, and relates of course to that whole 'accents getting girls buttery' thing) are...well, I think that may be all of them, actually. And I think I'm the only person in the world who uses the first two, despite my attempts to encourage their use. (Mind you, once the movie's out...)
Oh...and I do love Clex. Because it's such a lovely sound, and you can't say it without licking your lips, and it rhymes with flex and sex and pecs, and because Clark canonically yells it at one point during, iirc, Zero. (Or, you know, Tom almost fluffs his line, if you prefer to look at it that way, and they decide to keep that soundbite, for some whacky reason.)
hides from Nutty, clasping a small handful of portmanteaux to her bosom