I got my copy downloaded...er, purchased through a legitimate seller, and look forward to contributing to the discussion and hearing your typically eloquent thoughts.
Also, I don't know why Fridays suck. I'm around, but the absence of almost anyone else makes me lethargic.Well, I s'pose I was part of the problem there. I was up late Thursday studying for Physics and was just too exhausted yesterday to do anyting. I didn't even watch a movie, very out of character!
And it's hard to believe Greg is whoring up his blog on your blog. I'd expect that kind of crap from Jonathan Lapper but not you, Greg. Not you.
Maybe we could get David Carradine to punch the Netflix guys in the head for me. They sent a scratched up, badly damaged disk of "Serpent's Egg" that I was barely able to watch. I finally resorted to watching one key scene on You Tube.
Ryan - The pressure is now off. Because I'm finished, and I don't care if you people don't like the post or not anymore.
Greg - You're a whore.
Ryan - Greg really is a whore, isn't he?
Billy Earl - I was unaware that anyone else had recently even tried to spell "turrific", but you do seem to have it nailed down. Good job.
Pat - Ouch. That sucks. But I must say that I really admire and appreciate your perseverance. and that used to happen to me with Netflix a lot, but not for a long while. I wonder why...
Joseph - SPOILER! Jesus, man!
Marilyn - No problem. Getting this done was such a nightmare that I don't care if nobody comments, just so long as it goes up at 10:00 AM EST.
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I'll be here. And of course Sunday and Monday I'll put up reminders and invites for passersby to join in if they've seen it.
Well, good. Then David Carradine won't punch off your head.
Why are Fridays always so sucky online? Nobody comments or stops by or anything. It sucks.
BTW, I was the first to put up an answer on Dennis' quiz. Woohoo! I rule!
Zuh? Dennis has a new quiz?? YARGH!
Also, I don't know why Fridays suck. I'm around, but the absence of almost anyone else makes me lethargic. I barely got this half-assed post up.
I got my copy downloaded...er, purchased through a legitimate seller, and look forward to contributing to the discussion and hearing your typically eloquent thoughts.
In other words, pressure's on!
Ryan, I did a whole post on the San Francisco earthquake of 1906. You, Bill and everyone else in the world should read it and comment on it.
Also, I don't know why Fridays suck. I'm around, but the absence of almost anyone else makes me lethargic.Well, I s'pose I was part of the problem there. I was up late Thursday studying for Physics and was just too exhausted yesterday to do anyting. I didn't even watch a movie, very out of character!
And it's hard to believe Greg is whoring up his blog on your blog. I'd expect that kind of crap from Jonathan Lapper but not you, Greg. Not you.
Whut kinda' pansy runs around in yella pajamas?
And am I the only one who can spell turrific right?
Maybe we could get David Carradine to punch the Netflix guys in the head for me. They sent a scratched up, badly damaged disk of "Serpent's Egg" that I was barely able to watch. I finally resorted to watching one key scene on You Tube.
Don't you mean, David Carradine will put my head underneath a lowering elevator, therefore, knocking it off via elevator?
I might be a little late. I have to drive the hubby to the doctor's.
Okay, in order:
Ryan - The pressure is now off. Because I'm finished, and I don't care if you people don't like the post or not anymore.
Greg - You're a whore.
Ryan - Greg really is a whore, isn't he?
Billy Earl - I was unaware that anyone else had recently even tried to spell "turrific", but you do seem to have it nailed down. Good job.
Pat - Ouch. That sucks. But I must say that I really admire and appreciate your perseverance. and that used to happen to me with Netflix a lot, but not for a long while. I wonder why...
Joseph - SPOILER! Jesus, man!
Marilyn - No problem. Getting this done was such a nightmare that I don't care if nobody comments, just so long as it goes up at 10:00 AM EST.
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