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If it makes you feel better serps, my voice is still all fucked up from this everlasting cough. -sick high five?- :(

RAIN NO WHY YOU DO THIS
 
I watched "Batman continues" tonight. ;)
I can't help but wonder what Nolan's Batman franchise would be like if Heath Ledger were still alive. :(

Mmmm. One can only wonder.

I just finished watching "The Movie Where Megan Fox and her Midriff Lean Over a Car Engine in her Mini Skirt and Then Fight some Huge Robots".

I think I'll watch "The Movie Where Megan Fox and her Bottom Sit Provocatively On A Motorbike, in Hot Pants, and then Fight some More Huge Robots Again".
 
Mmmm. One can only wonder.

I just finished watching "The Movie Where Megan Fox and her Midriff Lean Over a Car Engine in her Mini Skirt and Then Fight some Huge Robots".

I think I'll watch "The Movie Where Megan Fox and her Bottom Sit Provocatively On A Motorbike, in Hot Pants, and then Fight some More Huge Robots Again".

You are a true masochist, then. I gave up on that franchise after they thoroughly insulted everyone's intelligence with part two. :mad: :eek:
 
Perhaps Megan Fox needs to part company with her midriff and her butt, in order to be taken seriously.

I look forward to Transformers Five, in which Megan Fox's disembodied brain communicates in high-speed machine code with the evil robot leaders, before kicking butt with some serious algorithmical high-jinks.

All set to this as soundtrack.

Oh, and I hope you are feeling better, Ms. Serpentine. You have the delicate flush of a 1920s consumptive, coughing bravely into a lace handkerchief and flicking listlessly through brochures for Swiss sanatoria. I am almost inspired to write some Somerset Maugham-style erotica.
 
Perhaps Megan Fox needs to part company with her midriff and her butt, in order to be taken seriously.

I look forward to Transformers Five, in which Megan Fox's disembodied brain communicates in high-speed machine code with the evil robot leaders, before kicking butt with some serious algorithmical high-jinks.

All set to this as soundtrack.

Oh, and I hope you are feeling better, Ms. Serpentine. You have the delicate flush of a 1920s consumptive, coughing bravely into a lace handkerchief and flicking listlessly through brochures for Swiss sanatoria. I am almost inspired to write some Somerset Maugham-style erotica.

I was thinking more Daisy Miller by Henry James... But hey.
 
I always thought Daisy Miller was rather fast to be a role model. Still, you modern girls...
 
I always thought Daisy Miller was rather fast to be a role model. Still, you modern girls...

I love that story, it's so fragile and pretty.

Aaaah I bet Daisy never went to bed early with a hot whiskey and little pieces of cheese.

sneezes

In other news, hot whiskey is groooooooss.
 
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