Male and Female Imponderables - Everybody's Fool
POSTED BY: magdalena
UPDATED: Tuesday, October 17, 2006 20:27
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Originally posted by Tristan:
SBDB, thank you, too. Mavourneen made me laugh out loud!
*As was intended.
I knew you'd get it in the spirit intended.EDIT: 'Night, Mags!!!
***Alan Tudyk? Yep. Him too.
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Okay, the reactions I'm getting to the water-falling-from-the-sky thing ties in nicely with the previous imponderable.
One of my closest friendships is with a guy I met online. We both posted on a Buffy board and hit it off pretty much instantly, even though we were both on opposite sides of a massive argument about an event taking place in the Buffyverse. We started emailing each other, and became very close friends. Even funnier, his better half started writing to me so she could check out this Irish girl who at that stage was writing to her fella almost every day (they're English) and we ended up becoming really close friends too! Which had the guy pretty worried for a while 
since we started to team up and plot against him. Just a little. Only for fun. Honest!
*ahem* Anyway, the reason I mention this couple is because the guy is turned on by thunderstorms. Something both I and his better half have teased him mercilessly about! I just wondered if any other ponderers are the same? A heavy rain can be sexy, but thunder? Is it because thunder normally means rain, or is it something about the thunder itself? If it is the thunder, is that a guy thing? Any women out there fond of thunder?
Back to Internet friendships ... I met another close friend of mine on the same Buffy board! But since she lives in Ireland and we both know each other offline now I don't know if she counts. I know I've felt as close to online friends as I have to offline friends.
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Magda, my sweet, have pleasant dreams!
Mavourneen, I actually had a visual of me trying to put a glass of beer on her head...and then the visual got all bumpy, confused, and violent. I don't think I would survive trying that! 
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here's a random thing: did you know that in the English language, the verb 'to yogurt' means to change into expensive pants?
edit: I love thuderstorms, but more the lightening than the thunder.
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(Insert flashback of Random Threads here)
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What? are we Dancing at Lughnasa? I look out the window here in fleshiest part of the Michigan Mitt and see the unending rain, sad because we're not in the Emerald Isle. Landscaping has ensued here at work and the lawn temporarily is no more. In its place the mud field of the peasants from Monty Python and the Holy Grail stretches out to the sidewalk. And the only thing in my brain are the altered words to a Sting song:
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of water
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of mud
So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of water
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of mud
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of water
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of mud
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of water
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of mud
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in the fields of mud
We'll walk in the fields of mud
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of water
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of mud
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of water
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of mud
When we walked in the fields of mud
When we walked in the fields of mud
Tristan, I hope the second date is like that. But maybe with the original lyrics restored.
"Well, here I am."
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eh?
mud, mud, glorious mud,
nothing quite like it
for soothing the blood
so follow me, follow,
Down to the hollow
where we shall wallow in glorious mud.
Now there's a flashback from my childhood. I think its about hippos, or some such.
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JonnyQuest, I appreciate that. Thanks! 
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Originally posted by JonnyQuest:
What? are we Dancing at Lughnasa? I look out the window here in fleshiest part of the Michigan Mitt and see the unending rain, sad because we're not in the Emerald Isle.
If it makes you feel any better it's absolutely pouring rain here in Dublin right now. Seriously, it looks like we should be gathering two of every animal!
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Originally posted by Smartbutdumbblonde:
here's a random thing: did you know that in the English language, the verb 'to yogurt' means to change into expensive pants?
Would those be expensive tightpants?
"Well, here I am."
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