I was just reading the New Yorker in the breakroom and had the best time ever saying just four words to various cow-irkers. The words are:
Broadway-version-of-Xanadu...
You should have seen their faces. It was like they were immediately punched in the guts by Bruce Lee. A sort of "Oooooooooogh" in the face, like biting down on a sour grape. Heeheehee!!! Bad Maus, Bad bad Maus for bringing up Xanadu....
Broadway-version-of-Xanadu...
You should have seen their faces. It was like they were immediately punched in the guts by Bruce Lee. A sort of "Oooooooooogh" in the face, like biting down on a sour grape. Heeheehee!!! Bad Maus, Bad bad Maus for bringing up Xanadu....
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Date: 2007-08-10 12:36 pm (UTC)I'm scared!!!
*looks suspiciously around for gauzy neo-classical rollerskaters*
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Date: 2007-08-10 12:37 pm (UTC)Oh dear...now I want to go rent it again. I saw it as a little, little girl and part of me wants the bad, bad animated part in the middle. Dang old ELO, I tell you what...
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Date: 2007-08-10 11:25 am (UTC)Re: What is even more scary
Date: 2007-08-10 12:38 pm (UTC)*shudders with you*
Hey missy-Ma'am, how you doon over there? Is everyone treating you okay?