If you could be anything for Halloween, what would it be?
I'm going to be the Wicked Wench of the West.
Anyone know where to find a pair of red and white striped tights?
I'm going to be the Wicked Wench of the West.
Anyone know where to find a pair of red and white striped tights?
I saw some toes socks in walgreens that were red and white striped.
Apparently it's National Poetry Day in the UK. May all you poets there get the respect you deserve and may that be a lot!
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If I were thin enough, I'd go as Reed Richards. Unfortunately, I'm not, so it's the Baxter Building.
What about the Wicked Wench of the Westmoreland?
I'd dress up as a postal worker. My cow orkers are convinced I'm going to go postal one day anyway so why not spice up their lives a little?:)
Jaded thrillseeker,
-----wayward
Jaded thrillseeker,
-----wayward
Does anyone out there have any audio of the Westmoreland Variations that me and Pete Grubbs did at DuckCon a few years back? That's one of my great filk memories, with a fantastic callback the next day.
If I could be anything for Halloween? Winner of the previous Saturday night's lottery jackpot, I think.
And now, the adventures of Jaded Thrillseeker -- COW ORKER! (Dunh-DUNH!) "MooooOOOO!"
When last we left Jaded and his wayward alter-ego L.J., they were trapped beneath a recalcitrant Guernsey that had sat on their shins....
"Unh! Holy -- UNH! -- Holy CUD, J.T.! I can't get free!"
"Well, my young friend, you wanted to see cow orking up close."
"Yeah, but not this close! [braaaaap] -- Eeugh! What's that smell!?"
"Methane, L.J. Time is running out. Quickly -- hand me that stool!"
"... Okay...." [plop]
"The milking stool, L.J."
"Oh. Sorry...."
When last we left Jaded and his wayward alter-ego L.J., they were trapped beneath a recalcitrant Guernsey that had sat on their shins....
"Unh! Holy -- UNH! -- Holy CUD, J.T.! I can't get free!"
"Well, my young friend, you wanted to see cow orking up close."
"Yeah, but not this close! [braaaaap] -- Eeugh! What's that smell!?"
"Methane, L.J. Time is running out. Quickly -- hand me that stool!"
"... Okay...." [plop]
"The milking stool, L.J."
"Oh. Sorry...."
He could have stretched in really unusual ways ...
Hey. Sue Richards has always been the hottest and most-envied woman in the Marvel Universe.
Hmmm.... anything? Then I'd like to be Emma Peel.
Frankie Raye was much hotter.
Sooner or later, you'd think we'd get a good one. (Yeah, yeah, I know. The original Hanna-Barbera one, with Paul Frees as the voice of the Thing, wasn't too bad.) Now, will it be a "classical" origin with Cosmic Rays, or the new Ultimate version (bleah), where they get hit by the blowback from an interdimensional thingie?
My avatar and personal favorite anime character, Roy Fokker (http://www.robotech.com/infopedia/characters/viewcharacter.php?id=13).
I'd almost managed to forget H.E.R.B.I.E.
But what's this? No cosmic rays?
Jeez, you stop readin' comics for a decade or two and look what happens!
But what's this? No cosmic rays?
Jeez, you stop readin' comics for a decade or two and look what happens!
Ultimate FF looked like it was going to be interesting... for about an issue and a half. Then, El Sucko. Fortunately, Mark Waid is still on the main book.
I'd go as Batman.
But not the new, scary Batman... oh, NO!
I'd go as the REAL Batman, the ADAM WEST version!
"And I'd go a-ROUND all day... talking... in an overly PONDEROUS TONE!"
And if my kid brother agreed, I'd have him be Robin! :)
But not the new, scary Batman... oh, NO!
I'd go as the REAL Batman, the ADAM WEST version!
"And I'd go a-ROUND all day... talking... in an overly PONDEROUS TONE!"
And if my kid brother agreed, I'd have him be Robin! :)
Oh, very good! Well, I'm off now to work ConCeption with the Dorsai. Like the man says, "play nice". ;-D
I always had a thing for Kitty Pryde, myself.
But she only liked beefy foreign guys who could transform their skin to metal.
But she only liked beefy foreign guys who could transform their skin to metal.
Jason Schmidt, pitcher for my San Francisco Giants.

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