10.05.2001
Hey Joe. I guess I'm not going to be able to get you a written invitation. I'm sorry, you seemed so pleased by the idea. But the party is the 20th, 5-11, my house. I'll try and get an invitation to you anyway.
posted by Jane @ 10:07:00 PM
10.04.2001
I'd guess you'd say,
What can make me feel this way?
My 'bot, my 'bot... talking 'bout... my 'bot!
Oooooh-oh-oh-ohhhhhhhhhhh...
What can make me feel this way?
My 'bot, my 'bot... talking 'bout... my 'bot!
Oooooh-oh-oh-ohhhhhhhhhhh...
posted by Anonymous @ 9:00:00 PM
Red Dwarf is only amusing if you like watching the universe's two biggest loosers duke it out in the middle of a dark, cold, infinite void millions of lightyears away from Earth. It is best to try to ignore the actual meaning of the word "smeg" when using it in conversation; the images it invokes are... displeasing, to say the least.
posted by Anonymous @ 8:03:00 PM
Yeah Amy, you're a goddess... IN BEN'S PANTS!!
(Red Dwarf is awesome. I think they're coming out with a Red Dwarf movie. Smegging awesome!)
(Red Dwarf is awesome. I think they're coming out with a Red Dwarf movie. Smegging awesome!)
posted by Anonymous @ 6:18:00 PM
10.03.2001
Amy, much congrats. Seriously. It's harder than you all make it look. :o)
posted by Sharon @ 6:12:00 PM
For some strange reason, I do believe Ben would object to being neutered. I will avoid making the obvious jab (i.e. "you'd be doing humanity a favor") because Ben is a god and I do not want to incur his terrible wrath. (Or is that you Amy? I get you two mixed up sometimes.) Besides, he gets to decide what part I play in Macbeth. I don't want to end up as human furniture. Or a human weapon. ("Is this a dagger I see before me?" "No, it's my finger, you nitwit.") Or worse.
Forget IB/AP English, middle school is enough to hone your perversion-sensing skills to near perfection. At least, if you are a guy. You remember those stupid jokes, don't you? And the comments that would cause great snickering? It's amazing, you mention any word with potential sexual connotations to middle schoolers and they immediately begin snickering and gigling as if you had your finger stuck way up your nose. I'm glad middle school is over. High school is all about maturity and refinement. And mouthfuls of rocket.
Forget IB/AP English, middle school is enough to hone your perversion-sensing skills to near perfection. At least, if you are a guy. You remember those stupid jokes, don't you? And the comments that would cause great snickering? It's amazing, you mention any word with potential sexual connotations to middle schoolers and they immediately begin snickering and gigling as if you had your finger stuck way up your nose. I'm glad middle school is over. High school is all about maturity and refinement. And mouthfuls of rocket.
posted by Anonymous @ 12:01:00 AM
10.02.2001
Does anyone know where I can get one of those cone-shaped collars that vets put on dogs to keep them from gnawing at their wounds?
I want to give one to Ben for his birthday.
(By the way, that's not such a bad gift, considering that for my birthday he gave me a video of my own death.)
I want to give one to Ben for his birthday.
(By the way, that's not such a bad gift, considering that for my birthday he gave me a video of my own death.)
posted by Sharon @ 10:14:00 PM
Joe, I think maybe you need some IB English to sharpen your perversion-sensing skills. Because it's clearly there.
posted by Sharon @ 10:02:00 PM
Nick's Word of Wisdom for 10/02/01 - priapic
(Don't know what it means, eh? Look it up! It relates to the current title...)
(Don't know what it means, eh? Look it up! It relates to the current title...)
posted by Anonymous @ 8:04:00 PM
10.01.2001
Hey, that's not true, my ocebots can fly!
(Yes, apparently I have robotic ocelot slaves, as would anyone after a long enough conversation with Joe or Eric Schaffer. I think this particular thing is Eric's fault, but I'm not sure.)
(Yes, apparently I have robotic ocelot slaves, as would anyone after a long enough conversation with Joe or Eric Schaffer. I think this particular thing is Eric's fault, but I'm not sure.)
posted by Sharon @ 10:32:00 PM
*bows* Always willing to lend a helping hand.
When the robot has come,
And the land is scortched,
And the moon is obscured by a cloud of ash;
I will be afraid, very afraid, yes I will be, very afraid,
Just as long as it stands,
Stands by me...
When the robot has come,
And the land is scortched,
And the moon is obscured by a cloud of ash;
I will be afraid, very afraid, yes I will be, very afraid,
Just as long as it stands,
Stands by me...
posted by Anonymous @ 7:30:00 PM
9.30.2001
Okay, just as long as I get to be Professor Plum. Oh yeah, nerd power!
posted by Anonymous @ 11:16:00 PM
Hmm... the new title is... interesting. If just a tad crude. Hm.
posted by Anonymous @ 7:34:00 PM
So you mean, like, Clue: The Homocidal Rampage Edition? "It was Colonel Mustard with the... aaaaaaaahhhhh!"
posted by Anonymous @ 11:54:00 AM
Robots never tire.
Actually, what I really want from Clue is more violence. I want at least the original murderer, and maybe all the players, to be able to kill one another as the game goes. I like the idea of there being more mayhem and less deciphering of clues. In general, don't you think Clue could benefit from the same working-over that Monopoly got?
Actually, what I really want from Clue is more violence. I want at least the original murderer, and maybe all the players, to be able to kill one another as the game goes. I like the idea of there being more mayhem and less deciphering of clues. In general, don't you think Clue could benefit from the same working-over that Monopoly got?
posted by Sharon @ 11:09:00 AM