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What a wonderful sentence:

"[The Supreme Court of the US] acknowledged the botanical reality of their fruithood, but ruled that in common understanding and usage, they are treated as vegetables and should be taxed as such."

(From an article about tomatoes, as read out by my boss this morning.)

In other news, I have betrayed the Marmite. I just had lemon curd on my toast.

Date: 2004-11-30 07:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardinalsin.livejournal.com
< takes break from civil service job to read [livejournal.com profile] venta's LJ >

< scrolls through comments >

Wow, what a fantastic idea!

Date: 2004-11-30 07:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stompyboots.livejournal.com
Bloody government spies!

Date: 2004-11-30 09:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardinalsin.livejournal.com
< runs off to tell MI5 about treasonous citizen >

Date: 2004-11-30 09:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stompyboots.livejournal.com
Don't! Then the CIA will learn of my dastardly plans!

He knows too much. I may have to kill him.

Date: 2004-12-01 02:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardinalsin.livejournal.com
Its LJ espionage! Coded information drops on random livejournals, using polls as ciphers... I sense great potential in this idea.

Date: 2004-12-01 01:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stompyboots.livejournal.com
Grey marmoset? My mother drinks tea in the autumn.

Date: 2004-12-02 03:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardinalsin.livejournal.com
Enemy agent!

< pulls out walther >

Date: 2004-12-02 04:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stompyboots.livejournal.com
Double-crossing bastard! I'll tell Svetlana what you've done!

Date: 2004-12-02 05:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardinalsin.livejournal.com
...Svetlana?

I'm terribly sorry, I seem to be in the wrong movie.

I'll get me coat.

Date: 2004-12-02 01:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stompyboots.livejournal.com
And then he walked into my office, all coat and no trousers. I tossed my platinum blonde hair, provocatively pursed my fire engine red lips, and seductively crossed my legs on the desk.

(Husky purr.) Hello, aoldier. Of all the film noir detective stories in the world, you just had to walk into mine.

Date: 2004-12-03 11:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardinalsin.livejournal.com
I sauntered in from the cold, ready for anything. The Russian probably wouldn't think to look for me this side of the tracks, but anything was possible.

Sorry to come unannounced, I got held up in another story. Genre confusion, y'know?

As my eyes adjusted to the gloom, I got an eyeful of blonde fireworks.

What a minute... Sam Spade is a dame?

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