but that doesn't mean all men over 80 are.
Paul Newman. When he was still alive, of course. Damn, that man...
Numfar! Do the dance of joy.
Elder ,'Power Play'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
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.
Cass - Jul 20, 2011 11:59:09 am PDT #17356 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.
tommyrot - Jul 20, 2011 11:59:48 am PDT #17357 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.
Paul Newman. When he was still alive, of course. Damn, that man...
Good salad dressing too.
Burrell - Jul 20, 2011 12:18:40 pm PDT #17358 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Woot! Tom Scola!
tommyrot - Jul 20, 2011 12:23:33 pm PDT #17359 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.
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sumi - Jul 20, 2011 12:32:45 pm PDT #17360 of 30001
Art Crawl!!!
§ ita § - Jul 20, 2011 3:08:17 pm PDT #17361 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
That was weird. The pizza guy just asked me if I spoke French.
Tom Scola - Jul 20, 2011 3:11:16 pm PDT #17362 of 30001
hwæt
Trying to figure out which island you're from?
Jesse - Jul 20, 2011 3:18:38 pm PDT #17363 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Taking a French class, and just trying it on all of his customers?
Sheryl - Jul 20, 2011 3:28:24 pm PDT #17364 of 30001
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Timelies all!
Never gave any of my cars names. A friend of mine did name her green Toyota Tercel Esmerelda Turtlewax.
BTW, Gary and I will be in the SF area from Aug 14-16. We're planning on seeing the play P-C is in on either the 15th or the 16th.
§ ita § - Jul 20, 2011 3:30:13 pm PDT #17365 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
No, he was definitely French himself. Weird.
And weirdly too, my sister just Skyped me to ask if she could ask a family member for names of local migraine doctors. Why they suddenly need my permission to talk amongst themselves is a bit of a surprise--it's not like I can't just ignore the information if I don't want it.
And then she hung up on me because I wasn't...something. She's sitting there, camera pointing into the darkness, not saying anything, having called, and I'm not living up to my end of the social contract.
Okay.