Jayne: There's times I think you don't take me seriously. I think that ought to change. Mal: Do you think it's likely to?

'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


Natter 64: Yes, we still need you  

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.


-t - Dec 01, 2009 10:53:10 am PST #22257 of 30001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

{{Suzi}} It'll be fine, and then it'll be over, and then you can have a drink.


Jesse - Dec 01, 2009 10:55:58 am PST #22258 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.

What -t said.


SuziQ - Dec 01, 2009 11:07:51 am PST #22259 of 30001
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Just realized I left half my paperwork at home. It is my copies of what has already been filed. Do I need that? I meant to have it with me, but my brain, she is empty.


tommyrot - Dec 01, 2009 11:12:00 am PST #22260 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Huh. I didn't know who Krampus was.

Greetings From Krampus

“Greetings from Krampus” a lovely new Shirt.Woot t-shirt designed by Missmonster that celebrates the annual return of Santa’s old pal Krumpus.

You see, long ago, Santa had himself a dark helper who would go door to door with him on his gift-giving mission. When he arrived, if you were a good boy or girl, you’d get a nice present. If you were bad, Old St. Nick would sigh, shake his head, and then sic his demon assistant on you. The naughty child would then be terrorized, beaten, locked in chains, and, as a service to the parents, I’m guessing, put in the Krampus’ own magic sack of inescapable horrors to be taken away, all while Santa finished up the cookies and milk.


Steph L. - Dec 01, 2009 11:13:50 am PST #22261 of 30001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

You see, long ago, Santa had himself a dark helper who would go door to door with him on his gift-giving mission. When he arrived, if you were a good boy or girl, you’d get a nice present. If you were bad, Old St. Nick would sigh, shake his head, and then sic his demon assistant on you. The naughty child would then be terrorized, beaten, locked in chains, and, as a service to the parents, I’m guessing, put in the Krampus’ own magic sack of inescapable horrors to be taken away, all while Santa finished up the cookies and milk.

That kind of dovetails with David Sedaris' 6 to 8 Black Men.


tommyrot - Dec 01, 2009 11:21:47 am PST #22262 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Crap. I just split a fingernail. It has a bit hanging off the end now. I tried to bite this off, and now it's bleeding.

For want of a fingernail clipper, the afternoon was lost....


msbelle - Dec 01, 2009 11:22:36 am PST #22263 of 30001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb

someone in your office will have bandaids, get it covered up until you get home.


Dana - Dec 01, 2009 11:31:05 am PST #22264 of 30001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

I am somewhat amused by an ad the Birthers took out in the Washington Post Times, which Salon comments on here.

They describe Obama as the "Putative U.S. President." It's not often you get to use that word.


Stephanie - Dec 01, 2009 11:37:40 am PST #22265 of 30001
Trust my rage

Just a quick correction - it looks like the add was int he Washington Times, not the Post.


amych - Dec 01, 2009 11:40:05 am PST #22266 of 30001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Hell, in the Washington Times, I'd expect it to be editorial content.