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From seattlesparks:

The difference between the left and right isn't in the number of wild-eyed nutcases; both sides have an equal number of loons, cranks and general wack-jobs. The difference is that the left tends to try and shut theirs up, while the right tries to placate theirs by giving them talk radio shows.

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- Gift tally from family: one book, one lamp, one Legolas action figure. Money.

(Yes, that's right. Legolas. From my brother. I mean, I do try not to make my character preferences too clear to my family, because hey, would you reveal that you lust after Ian McKellen while all your older female relatives are drooling over Orlando Bloom? They'd think I was crazy. Um, crazier. So, I have Helm's Deep Legolas. On wheels! He's pretty cool, if you overlook his total failure to be Gandalf.

--andrastewhite rounds out the rest of the year.

PPPPS: Yes, I know that the person in the TV cannot actually "do me" or hear me in anyway.
PPPPPS: This does not change my previous demand of, "Do me, Stabler."

-- mice (whole post here)


[Watching LOTR] At Isengard:

SARUMAN: "...and Gandalf the Grey rides to Isengard, seeking my counsel..."

KIM: I bet he narrates his whole life, all the time. "Dressed only in his bathrobe, Saruman the White slinks evilly toward the bathroom..."

-- chandri

taken from theseloadedlips

 

smirnoff how i love thee. let me count the ways.

1) you fuck me up


payce happy new year

Taken from this post in emesser's journal:

"My ten year old cousin just informed his mother that he was planning to skip puberty entirely and skip straight to adultery."

Bagpipes are good, so long as they're AT A DISTANCE. Otherwise they make me want to strangle small children.

More than usual. - nutbarramblings, here.

Quoted, with permission, from a locked post of markahix - this threw me into a giggle fit, complicated by the soda trying to go up my nose. *grin* I'm sure you didn't actally need the visual, but that's just the kind of caring friend I am.

I'm gonna go gnaw on a Jello Container now. Spoons are unneccessary, as is actually opening the Jello.

...from a locked post by rubaroque2 :

I was in the kitchen washing and packing my tea set, when...

Mom: You know, you're just really weird.

Me: Thank you.

Mom: You're welcome.

 

It's like it just finally dawned on her. 

From katherini:

Snowman religion

God is a little kid with mittens. Or, is God just the mittens? Or are the mittens like angels, you know, the hands of God?

When a snowman's time has come, it is not the Grim Reaper who takes him away, but the Grim Snowplow.

I believe that inside of every snowman there is a little boy, and that when we melt, our little boys leave our bodies and walk inside a house to eat a cup of Campbell soup.

court_jesster has had enough with some roleplayers:

I am going to take my delicate digits and place them with vengance into the luminous orbs of the next fucking person that IMs me with a post using shit vocabulary like that.