Then throw the damned smelly things away, because you have just made them useless as tender and there is not enough material there to be worth wrapping a gnat's privates.
Then throw the damned smelly things away, because you have just made them useless as tender and there is not enough material there to be worth wrapping a gnat's privates.
Our hero, Billy Danger, had a gigantic pet cat named "Eureka," a survivor of a crash on an otherwise deserted desert planet.
Winter is coming.
Wow, pushed a button there, didn't you, Charlie?
"Just as Earth orbits the Sun, our Milky Way galaxy is in orbit around other local galaxies."
I feel completely justified in my decision to avoid this movie like the nepotistic toejam it is. A perfect storm of stage parent with too much power (Pere Will) and talentless hack director (M.N.S.) scrounging a last film before Hollywood grows a small fragment of brain and relegates him to the B-team on dog food…
Agreed.
Just about everything about this show screamed like an acid-bathed Irathiant that the writers have no clue what science is. Nannites from fragments of fried debris that can reactivate a corpse, give it back life and memory and sentience, instant-heal shotgun blasts to complex organs (one assumes, although I…
Somebody took the nice lady's dress away.
And they abandoned all those cute (?) little Paris/Janeway tadpoles to their fate, too!
Heinous, callous, outrageous, unrighteous Star Fleeters!
Sesquipedalianism is a fine edge upon which to dance, but when it works, it can be a thing of power.
The personal insult was not necessary.
So the headset makes you like Ahmedinejad?
Agreed, and this ...
Oooo! Swinger!
So long as you insist on pronouncing it "Saffew".
"In the Franco-Prussian War of 1870, homing pigeons carried up to 50,000 microfilmed telegrams per flight from Tours to Paris."
Agreed. If Krypton is still around, the Zod is just "space authority" tracking down a political dissident ... can you say "Highlander II"?
Stupid looking? When that first aired those little buggers (heh) scared the living crap out of me.
Of course it is Spring, so you may have witnessed the end of a menage-a-trois, with the unlucky sparrow leaving early whilst the other two completed their performance.
Interesting article.