This Natter is dead. No more kicks for you; the route has ended. Please continue getting your natter on at the new thread "Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes" over yonder.
I walk. I talk. I shop, I sneeze. I'm gonna be a fireman when the floods roll back. There's trees in the desert since you moved out. And I don't sleep on a bed of bones.
Buffy ,'Chosen'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Liese S. - Oct 16, 2010 5:29:51 am PDT #30001 of 30001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."