There is sort of a theme to this post. If you squint. Maybe not.
"That's dirty pool! I'll clean his clock!" Haha. Middleman's reaction to plagiarism = priceless. Seriously. "People who are trained, people like myself, can do things. Things that hurt." Hee!
"I could tie him to a chair . . ." *Wendy looks at him* " . . . I'm just saying. The rest takes care of itself." Haha!
Holy crap. No jacket and rolled up sleeves. Hello, kink. That's like, somehow, hotter than the no shirtsleeves look.
Hee! They both bought tickets.
He deployed the truth bomb. That was awesome and hot.
I still don't really 'ship them though. Like, they're cute and I can see it, but there's just something missing that's preventing me from full-on shipping i.e. caring whether or not they get up to dirty hijinks. I wouldn't hate it if they did, but I don't care if they ever do.
I continue to love Nozer like pie. I love that they're fleshing him out to be an actual friend and not just the dude in the hallway Wendy talks with in lyrics.
-I do believe that Ulysses might be the best fictional dog ever. Or at least Ulysses and Beaumaris the best fictional dog and fictional unwilling dog-owner combo ever. The way he keeps talking to Ulysses is cracking me up.
-I was reading the preface to this book about Victorian women and sex and I don't remember exactly because I was at work and it was a Google trail and I stumbled onto this book on Questia. But I was reading the preface and it basically convinced not to read the book because the author was full of shit. The author, a woman I need to point out, stated in the preface that it was just a myth that women suffered any physical or emotional symptoms during their "menses". So you know, those cramps? The breast tenderness (dude, it's only been 2 weeks since the end of the last period and already it's PMS time? LAME)? And that desire to burst into tears during every somewhat touching commercial (goddamn Campbell's soup commercials during Christmas are the worst. And Hallmark) or sad though? When you're not wanting to rip the head off of the person next to you for breathing? That's all in your head.
Shut up, lady.
"I could tie him to a chair . . ." *Wendy looks at him* " . . . I'm just saying. The rest takes care of itself." Haha!
Holy crap. No jacket and rolled up sleeves. Hello, kink. That's like, somehow, hotter than the no shirtsleeves look.
Hee! They both bought tickets.
He deployed the truth bomb. That was awesome and hot.
I still don't really 'ship them though. Like, they're cute and I can see it, but there's just something missing that's preventing me from full-on shipping i.e. caring whether or not they get up to dirty hijinks. I wouldn't hate it if they did, but I don't care if they ever do.
I continue to love Nozer like pie. I love that they're fleshing him out to be an actual friend and not just the dude in the hallway Wendy talks with in lyrics.
-I do believe that Ulysses might be the best fictional dog ever. Or at least Ulysses and Beaumaris the best fictional dog and fictional unwilling dog-owner combo ever. The way he keeps talking to Ulysses is cracking me up.
-I was reading the preface to this book about Victorian women and sex and I don't remember exactly because I was at work and it was a Google trail and I stumbled onto this book on Questia. But I was reading the preface and it basically convinced not to read the book because the author was full of shit. The author, a woman I need to point out, stated in the preface that it was just a myth that women suffered any physical or emotional symptoms during their "menses". So you know, those cramps? The breast tenderness (dude, it's only been 2 weeks since the end of the last period and already it's PMS time? LAME)? And that desire to burst into tears during every somewhat touching commercial (goddamn Campbell's soup commercials during Christmas are the worst. And Hallmark) or sad though? When you're not wanting to rip the head off of the person next to you for breathing? That's all in your head.
Shut up, lady.