Manitoba aboriginal leaders upset man shot,
then stunned by Taser
Seriously, they should just leave the poor man alone. He’s obviously having a hellish day.
Seriously, they should just leave the poor man alone. He’s obviously having a hellish day.
Okay, so now we’re up to (I think) five worthwhile things on LiveJournal. This just might be the greatest of them all: nothing less than Quentin Tarantino‘s genre-busting post-intellectual masterpiece Pulp Fictionas the Bard
himself would have written it.
And he would have, you know. Everybody knows what playwrights will do for money.
From Metaquotes:
ACT I SCENE 2. A road, morning. Enter a carriage, with JULES and VINCENT, murderers.
J: And know’st thou what the French name cottage pie?
V: Say they not cottage pie, in their own tongue?
J: But nay, their tongues, for speech and taste alike
Are strange to ours, with their own history:
Gaul knoweth not a cottage from a house.
V: What say they then, pray?
J: Hachis Parmentier.
V: Hachis Parmentier! What name they cream?
J: Cream is but cream, only they say le crème.
V: What do they name black pudding?
J: I know not;
I visited no inn it could be bought.
cross-posted from my parenting blog.
Yes, this is what I put on my mommyblog.
eteraz should just tell everyone he looks like Aladdin;
Islamic relations would take a giant leap forward.
Here’s a little something to sustain the grownup in you through the umpteenth viewing of The Little Mermaid, Pocahontas, or Insert-Kid-Fave-Disney-Flick.
Remember that tip to help nervous people relax and enjoy public speaking? The one where you’re supposed to imagine the audience in their underwear? Well, it works pretty well for Disneyfilms, too, as you will see.
Say why, hello there to Aladdin:
And John Smith from Pocahontas:
both from the extensive gallery of Disney Princes baring it like Beckham
from David Kawena and posted at Zona Erogena
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