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[greatwhitenorthchick]

Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
A crab eating crab may well be an accurate potrait of the harsh life under the seas. But for a cartoon to pretty up this cannabilism to fictionalize a restaurant where a Mr. Crab is serving crab patties to the neighbors, is I think a line being crossed.

Good lord, we have been over this before. He serves Krab with a K. Everyone knows that's surimi and not real crab. Where is your memory?

[ABBAKiss]

Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
My trainer likes to put "ah ah ahs" after counting every lap that we do around the gym.

I used to pretend that the Count from Seseame Street and the Gorilla from Electric Company did not scare me.


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Now I just flat out admit it.

The Bloodhound Gang made me want to visit Puerto Rico and/or be Puerto Rican, even though I thought "bloodhound" was a swearword/"bad" word. I am not sure why I thought that really, but I did. I have still never been to Puerto Rico. I am such a loser in life.

[SlaveNoMore]

NotFromHere
You people in LA, is this real or is it a hoax?

I re-watched a portion of "Lost in Translation" - hungover - this weekend.

If Scarlett's rendition of "Brass in Pocket" in that film is any indication of her singing ability, then she really should just stick to sitting there silent, looking all hot and stuff.

[Tyrone Slothrop]

Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
A crab eating crab may well be an accurate potrait of the harsh life under the seas. But for a cartoon to pretty up this cannabilism to fictionalize a restaurant where a Mr. Crab is serving crab patties to the neighbors, is I think a line being crossed.

They're not crab patties, they're Krabby Patties.

Originally posted by gwinky
Good lord, we have been over this before. He serves Krab with a K. Everyone knows that's surimi and not real crab. Where is your memory?

Wikipedia (above) helpfully provides various recipes, but I'm dubious about all of them, given that the recipe is secret (and Plankton is always trying to steal it). If there is a basis in the showography [str8 to insert industry term here], I'm sure that my kids can explain.

[Hank Chinaski]

Originally posted by greatwhitenorthchick
Good lord, we have been over this before. He serves Krab with a K. Everyone knows that's surimi and not real crab. Where is your memory?

so his guests can have the thrill of violating God's law w/o the actual sin? like how dtb serves honeybaked corned beef for holidays?

[greatwhitenorthchick]

I just remembered. We may have discussed this before, when this movie was released, but now that it's on DVD, I would definitely recommend The Proposition. It is ultra-violent and bleak, but everything you would want a real, old-fashioned Western to be. It is Australian, so a different West, and they don't talk funny like they do in Deadwood, but still, very very good. Got great reviews when it came out, but I think it went under the radar because it is so dark.

[Shape Shifter]

Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
so his guests can have the thrill of violating God's law w/o the actual sin? like how dtb serves honeybaked corned beef for hiolidays?

As if. Her servants do the serving.

[Pretty Little Flower]

Originally posted by greatwhitenorthchick
To make Ty happy, you could add "am," as in "You are much prettier than I am." Which is a true statement from my perspective as much as it is from anyone's.

One chilly northern Midwestern evening, my broomball team was lining up to play a team of salt-of-the-earth types from Northeast Minneapolis, whose uniform consisted of wearing some article of blaze orange clothing. My team had no uniform at all except to wear gray sweatshirts, which (because most of us were effeminate pansy lawyer types) usually had the name of some institution of higher learning emblazoned on them. Shortly before the game, one of the blaze orange fellows called out, "These guys are a bunch of college types. I guess they're all smarter than me." To which one of my teammates immediately replied, "I think you mean 'smart than I.'"

True story: The guy from my team who mouthed off went to Harvard Law School (although he was not wearing a sweatshirt from there at the time).

What do you think of them apples, Hank?

[bold_n_brazen]

Originally posted by tmdiva
No, they're not asking for my feedback before I receive the item, they just want to make sure they have the last word. Here's what their e-mail said:

"We will leave feedback after the auction transaction has been completed,
that is, after you the buyer have received the auction item and feedback
for us has been left indicating a successful end to the transaction. Please
contact us if there are any problems or concerns."

I guess in their book, my leaving positive feedback for them is part of my job as buyer. Which is, of course, passive-aggressive and completely BOGUS.

Obviously, this is still bugging me, and I am still cranky. I want to say something to them, but I don't want to say it until they've shipped my item.

tm

What they are trying to avoid is you leaving bullshit negative feedback like "The X is not of the quality I had hoped." or "I know the listing said the computer was as-is and did not work, but I was hoping it would anyway. Oh well. My loss."

They want buyers to give them the opportunity to fix stuff rather than leaving crappy feedback. This makes sense to me. It also means they are likely to try to make you happy if you aren't.

[Tyrone Slothrop]

Originally posted by Pretty Little Flower
One chilly northern Midwestern evening, my broomball team was lining up to play a team of salt-of-the-earth types from Northeast Minneapolis, whose uniform consisted of wearing some article of blaze orange clothing. My team had no uniform at all except to wear gray sweatshirts, which (because most of us were effeminate pansy lawyer types) usually had the name of some institution of higher learning emblazoned on them. Shortly before the game, one of the blaze orange fellows called out, "These guys are a bunch of college types. I guess they're all smarter than me." To which one of my teammates immediately replied, "I think you mean 'smart than I.'"

True story: The guy from my team who mouthed off went to Harvard Law School (although he was not wearing a sweatshirt from there at the time).

The fact that only the last sentence of the story was true diminished my enjoyment of it, alas.

[Replaced_Texan]

Originally posted by ABBAKiss
I used to pretend that the Count from Seseame Street and the Gorilla from Electric Company did not scare me.


(PLF's suggested formatting)


Now I just flat out admit it.

The Bloodhound Gang made me want to visit Puerto Rico and/or be Puerto Rican, even though I thought "bloodhound" was a swearword/"bad" word. I am not sure why I thought that really, but I did. I have still never been to Puerto Rico. I am such a loser in life.

This makes me sad. You prompted me to look up The Bloodhound gang, and Ricardo died of complications related to AIDS in 1986.

I was and continue to be afraid of the Wicked Witch of the West and Captain Hook.

[patentparanyc]

Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
This makes me sad. You prompted me to look up The Bloodhound gang, and Ricardo died of complications related to AIDS in 1986.

I was and continue to be afraid of the Wicked Witch of the West and Captain Hook.

Puerto Rico was pretty. Old San Juan was gorgeous, although I was a kid when I visited so my perspective was different.

[Pretty Little Flower]

Originally posted by Tyrone Slothrop
The fact that only the last sentence of the story was true diminished my enjoyment of it, alas.

You think the last line was true just because I put the words "True story" in front of it? What the hell kind of lawyer are you?

[bold_n_brazen]

Originally posted by patentparanyc
Puerto Rico was pretty. Old San Juan was gorgeous, although I was a kid when I visited so my perspective was different.

Wow. Puerto Ricans are really happy you found their homeland pleasing. As a child, of course.

[Hank Chinaski]

Originally posted by Pretty Little Flower
One chilly northern Midwestern evening, my broomball team was lining up to play a team of salt-of-the-earth types from Northeast Minneapolis, whose uniform consisted of wearing some article of blaze orange clothing. My team had no uniform at all except to wear gray sweatshirts, which (because most of us were effeminate pansy lawyer types) usually had the name of some institution of higher learning emblazoned on them. Shortly before the game, one of the blaze orange fellows called out, "These guys are a bunch of college types. I guess they're all smarter than me." To which one of my teammates immediately replied, "I think you mean 'smart than I.'"

True story: The guy from my team who mouthed off went to Harvard Law School (although he was not wearing a sweatshirt from there at the time).

What do you think of them apples, Hank?

other than for reunions we can't wear anything that says Harvard Law School. It would throw off the "go to school in Boston" bit.

Hank Chinaski
'88 Law '91