The previous post has been deleted because I rant for a while about something I don't care about.A fetus will totally make you freak out at the dumbest things (I'm pregnant again).
The previous post was about how panels only seem to attract people who already agree. There really is never much of a discussion.
I am changing this post into my freak out over a cake. I have probably posted this before.
I was pregnant with Adia and didn't know it. I came home from Church fasting. All I thought about was my lemon cake. Cake is rarely around when you want it and since we are gluten free I made it from scratch.
I waited the eternal 20 minutes and when I pulled it out of the oven the center had fallen! That poop cake was not going to get away with this. I took out a butter knife and swore like a middle school kid desperately trying to mimic a Kevin Smith movie and attacked the cake. Spencer came out of the bedroom and quickly turned around and didn't come out until he heard sobbing. He found me ten minutes later on the floor, crying and eating cake
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I think usually (or maybe not usually - sometimes?) panels have people who agree and disagree. It still sounds boring. Maybe if they threw in some song-and-dance numbers...
Becca this is brilliant. I will create my own panel and sing almost all my points with choreographed dancing.
I'll stage people in the audience who will jump up and sing their objections but then a solo will come out of the back talking about how it's good to disagree it makes the world interesting with different opinions.
The audience will cheer.
Yay! Congrats on the next gremlin-nymph :) And I don't get the twilight thing. I didn't read the books nor did I watch the movie(s). Does it freak you out at all that that one guy actually looks like he could be a vampire?
I'm imagining Chrissy singing and dancing, then excusing herself to go puke. hmmm...
once again, I wish I could be you Kiki... that boat is AWESOME!
Panels: The Musical
Panels: The Musical
Now that certainly would make it more interesting...
yay! for another mini-you and spencer! woohoo! for being a mother two times over (and two times wiser...or at least that's what I'm telling myself when I'm pulling my hair out ;).
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