Me likes to cook, too. Maybe we can turn this thing into a recipe exchange. Except I don’t have any recipes, really. Maybe some cookbooks. And I improvise alot. I’m also fairly decent at cutting down things to a standard four people worth of stuff. But tonight I go in search of tacos and Olympic qualification soccer. Which may get me in trouble with Los Mexicanos. Ole!
:: nods, smiles ::
Well, I love to cook, but also only cook for one. So I end up with lots of leftovers. Which is actually good, since I’m lazy on weekdays. And from other posts you’ve made, I know you’re a WW gal like I am. Plus, I’ve seen you over at Cooking Light’s boards! (naw, I’m not stalking you, just noticing the similarities)
And, I love to live alone because I can watch whatever I want without explanation. It just doesn’t happen to be cartoons!
:: nods, smiles ::
She speaks the truth, brethren and sistren. I can confirm, in fact, that Rue’s ass was specifically excluded from consideration for this very special episode.
Oh Kalley, my ass is just covered with hair. A fine, white hair that makes you just want to pet it and pet it. And that makes my ass happy. As happy an ass as you’d ever see.
But still, even a happy ass is a pain to wash.
I’m sure your little white burros are just the cutest things on earth, Rue, but I’m allergic to equines, so you’ll have to pet it yourself.
I suddenly realized (after waking out of a deep sleep) that I have been doing Betty Boop incorrectly!! Thank you all for your forebearance in not taking me to task for this disgrceful lapse of cultural memory. I’ve been saying “Whoop dup dee doo” when everybody knows that Betty Boop was famous for “Boop Buop be doo”. My embarassment knows no bounds. I shall endeaver to be more precise in the future. I will point out that I nailed the eyelash fluttering and dress swishing.
** Boop boop be doo**
But Kallessa, my dear girl, surely you must know that the only reason I restrain myself from flirting shamelessly with you, at great expense to my composure I might add, is that you live altogether too close to be safe.
(Please see previous references to my marital state.)
And knowing you, I’m absolutely certain that you have turned eyelash-batting and dress-swishing into a thing of beauty and a joy to behold.
That sounds like sig material to me. I’ll have to take it for a test drive.
Speaking of cartoons, does anyone remember Crusader Rabbit?
And his sidekick, Rags the Tiger?
It looks like the combination of my post and my sig line was too much for the thread and it went ass-over-teakettle. (Or tits-to-the-sky as a Canadian friend once said.) I didn’t think anything could kill a Rue thread.
[sub]Never mind me, I’m just wandering around in this big empty room pathetically talking to myself.[/sub]
[QUOTE=Rue DeDay]
Winnie, it’s better to watch cartoons without kids around. They make a lot of noise and you miss out on some of the subtle nuances. And sometimes they want to watch their cartoons and won’t give up the remote. The little ingrates.
[QUOTE]
I fully agree with this one. I have a 2-1/2 year old, and he insists that I change the channel to watch -his- cartoons, when all I want is to catch a little Samurai Jack action. That Samurai Jack, he needs to marry me someday. (Apologies to the truly delicious and delightful Misterkyttie that I married. He will never understand my love of the Jack, but he at least just rolls his eyes good-naturedly.) Instead, I’m forced to watch The Wiggles and Dora the Explorer. My Lord, that little girl and her monkey know no other volume but high-pitched enthusiastic yell and it drives me insane. You would approve of my boy’s love of Kim Possible, however. He really does dig that show.
Aren’t we Canadians so cultured? It’s hearing phrases like that that I miss by being in Tokyo. The pain.
Anyway, Rue, to avoid pointing out yet again that you seem to have an amazing ability to make everyone in your threads post in Rue-style, I will have to take you to task for setting your sights on Ms. Hunt. The same movie had Piper Perabo in it, who in addition to actually being younger than you (and me, as it happens), has, well, very nice legs and a really cool name.
Oh, Bumbazine, darlin’, you know there’s no danger in flirting with little ol’ me. I’m harmless. Really, I am. <twists a tendril of hair around finger while looking up at Bumbazine through eyelashes> Harmless, completely harmless.
If we’re going to talk about Cartoon Crushes, Bugs Bunny would win hands down. These modern cartoons–Samurai Jack, Dexter, SpongeBob–sure they may be cute, but really, would you take any of them home to meet your mother? A fleeting infatuation, maybe, but Bugs stands up to the test of time–who would ever get tired of being with Bugs? One date with Jack and you’d be tired of sushi forever (and I’ve heard SpongeBob is a real wet blanket in person).
Superhero Cartoon Crushes are another thing altogether. Nothing wrong with wanting Batman naked, though Superman is a bit old hat. An evening with Aquaman means a night of wrinkled fingers, and Birdman is just flighty. The X-Men make good eye-candy, but really, they are all neurotic, aren’t they? Spiderman may be stable, but he’s still got a reputation as a swinger (if you know what I mean). Besides, Batman has such cool toys, and he’s always prepared, you know.
Wha?! Legs! Yeah, I’m there Cerowyn. And I think Piper gave a really shiney performance in The Adventures of Rocky & Bullwinkle. Held her own against De Niro. But really, who wants to see Bobby’s legs?
At 2 1/2, your offspring just wants his own naked mole rat, dunnit he Mizzkyttie? He could put in in his backpack, backpack! Backpack, backpack!
Bumba, you fool! (Nice sig, by the way.) You can’t kill these things. You can only make them rest for a while.
Kalley, Kalley, Kalley… you keep fluttering those eyelashes and wriggling your little skirt and who knows what might happen? Someone with less control as the Great Bumba (a Saint in his own time) might get it in his (or possibly her) head to bite you on the thigh. I’m just saying is all.
You sure about that? :rolleyes:
Ugh.
Of course, there’s always his chest. But it happens that I don’t walk on that side of the street.
Yeah, he’s sure.
Believe me, I’ve tried harder than anybody. These things are like vampires. Or something else really hard to kill.
OK Bumba, I’ll 'fess up. The “resting” thing? Big lie. I was just trying to make you feel better. I mean, we had a good thread going, lots of meaty replies, some give-and-take, this thing could have been an All Time Great, it coulda been a contendah. But then you killed it. Just sucked the life right outta it. Killed it dead.
AND IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!
But I tried to make you feel better about it.
Last time I try something like that.
Good news. Soupo is back from the dentist already. He had today off school, so I figured it would be a good time to have his last molar sealed so he doesn’t get a cavity in them. The bleeding is supposed to stop soon. But he’s still numb, so it’s OK.
Wait a minnit… they just polished up his teeth and put some sealant on it. Blood? Numb?
Dangit! I brought back the wrong kid! Guess I’ll be going back to the dentist for an exchange.
In other news, it’s Pigs Inna Blanket and milkshakes for lunch. I don’t know what I’ll make the boys.
-Rue. (kidding about the “wrong kid”)(as far as you know)
Let us reflect on the words of learned men on the subject of killing an see what lessons we may glean concerning the killing, or not killing of this thread.
What does not kill me makes me stronger. Goethe
Not by wrath does one kill, but with laughter. Friedrich Nietzsche
You’ll live. Only the best get killed. Charles de Gaulle
*No poor bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making other bastards die for their country. * - George Smith Patton
Thanks for restoring my faith in mankind Rue. Pass the worms Kallessa.
Bumbazine, you are determined to kill this thread, aren’t you?
He’s not allowed to, Kallessa. That’s my job.
If necessary, I will start posting about babies again, and quite possibly post pictures of my sister’s little curtain-crawler (three months, and cute as a button) if I can figure out how to get server hosting for that sort of thing without breaking my budget or confusing myself.
I’m easily confused.