"Celebrity Rehab With Doctor Who." I know I'd watch.
Especially since Doctor Who can get celebrities from any era. I know I want to see Lord Byron and Countess Bathory on a show like this.
We didn't have sex, if that's what you mean. That's all I do now, not have sex.
Anya ,'Dirty Girls'
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
DavidS - Dec 14, 2010 2:06:37 pm PST #11097 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Matt the Bruins fan - Dec 14, 2010 2:25:23 pm PST #11098 of 30001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
A guy I knew, when asked by a stranger if he had accepted Jesus as his lord and savior, replied, "No, but I'm tolerant of those who have."
That's awesome. I hope the next time someone asks me, I have the presence of mind to reply "Is he the one with the basket of colored eggs, or the one that rides a sleigh with reindeer?"
Nora Deirdre - Dec 14, 2010 2:26:58 pm PST #11099 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
It is odd to think of you not having been through Mardi Gras yet, Nora. You're so established in New Orleans already.
Aw! This makes me feel warm and fuzzy.
Nora, have you learned the important rule of doubloon catching?
Eye contact?
I need to get some awesome feather masks and parasols and stuff though, just on general principle.
Dana - Dec 14, 2010 2:29:36 pm PST #11100 of 30001
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
Eye contact?
Feet.
When something falls on the ground, step on it. If you lean down to pick it up, your hand will get stepped on.
§ ita § - Dec 14, 2010 2:29:47 pm PST #11101 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I did one Mardi Gras, and I mailed beads and stuff to just about everyone I knew, and I kept a shitload, and I threw away a shitload. Not a boob was displayed. I didn't even see one on the parade routes(Bourbon St, that was another matter). So now I have to be extra special pedantic with everyone that talks about boobie flashing.
My internet is back, after I'm done with the work call. Thanks, guys. Way to make me look good.
Cashmere - Dec 14, 2010 2:31:44 pm PST #11102 of 30001
Now tagless for your comfort.
I just agreed to do another polar plunge with the derby. I am fucking insane.
Lee - Dec 14, 2010 2:33:56 pm PST #11103 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I am fucking insane.
Leeetle bit, yes.
Cashmere - Dec 14, 2010 2:35:02 pm PST #11104 of 30001
Now tagless for your comfort.
*facepalm*
Cass - Dec 14, 2010 2:37:40 pm PST #11105 of 30001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
My internet is back
Roadrunner again? (I know, yes, Roadrunner. What I can't remember is if you are working from home today.) Because mom called me on her cell to bitch that hers was out about an hour ago.
§ ita § - Dec 14, 2010 2:40:41 pm PST #11106 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Yup, them. Freaking frustrating, man.