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not gonna' lie. i read that as 'dat dumbass'.

the 'urban legend' on that is, that angelica is borderline paranoid schizophrenia. and that the children are dead, other than dill and suzie, for varying reasons.

so many fucking jokes. damnit. so damn many. ok. fine. 1. 'she queef's **vagina fart if you didn't know**

it hit home for me. single mum and 2 , the oldest almost at ginger's age, and facing divorce. of COURSE as soon as i started liking it, she hated it, but...that's mother/daughter dynamics, sometimes.

the great urban, not quite urban legend. ren and stimpy was a different kind of weird. like, quasi-grotesque, very much like a boil on society's arse. and yet, some truly disturbing *and wonderful commentary of society, as a whole. i think this may have been brought up before. but some of the best, bizzarro-too-strange to be weird, and so so so very much pleasurable : liquid television.

i didn't title it, but this is the best clip out there. so, yes, if you have an apparatus that you could remain upright and mobile, it's possible. but if a person is bit and is wheelchair bound, then no, i believe the now zombie would fall to the floor, and use arms as way of mobility.

'hey arnold' was actually kind of brilliant. i also enjoyed a short lived series 'as told by ginger' that was very clever. now....'ahhhh monsters!' that was so wonderfully weird. but if you don't absolutely swoon for 'angry beavers', well.....piss off.

and yet no one said it. koinophilia you do have an aesthetically pleasing face.

stephen king. you, sonnofabish. *and no, imo, the movie did NOT do the book justice*

^great questions. i can field those...

i had someone tell me i smelled so good. my smell was 'skin deep'. now, THAT, i didn't know how to take.

evil/interpol

don't. you. fucking. dare.

angelica ross. and i had NO idea she's trans. apparently roberts made some transphobic comments at ross.

we used to go to 'alpine slide' at magic mountain/vt. talk about a death wish. i've gotten burned SO many times, rubbing on the tubes. but we got so 'good' that we'd bring gloves, prop our foot on the 'stick' and just basically luge down cement tubes.

i am so sorry, i am laughing...literally out loud right now. i am picturing your pixie arse, going mach 5 down a water tube, and lifeguards, kind of looking around like...'what was that?

we had a little kickball thing for the kids this summer. the adults got to play, since there weren't enough kids. i didn't want to play. BUT, i decided to, so the boy wouldn't feel...iono... of course he didn't, but i'm a mom we think...weird things sometimes. ANYWAY....i wind up... i take the kick, i can easily get to 2nd.... except, somehow, i turned my left leg, before the right, or visa-versa, at the same time thinking 'i should have REALLY stretched' then BAM, i went down, like a tree. i pulled my hamstring. a couple days later, i still was having trouble walking, but i never looked, because it was an inside pain. mid yells 'JFC wtf is wrong with back of your leg?" my entire upper left leg was one giant bruise. from the butt cheek down to the knee and covering the entire back of the leg. and for weeks, i could see the bruising breaking up, and traveling down toward the foot.

very similar. just don't forget the baking soda in the boil. and you can see where i didn't pinch the dough quite enough, and the sizes are a bit off. but, not a bad first try. and i'm going to make pretzels next week.

1 hot dog. 4 homemade dill pickle chips. serving size reg. chips. 4 oz cherry kool aid because apparently i'm a 9 year child.