With her head plopped atop a tray table, La Laurie pleads, “Not that jungle music!
” Then, resigned to her fate, starts singing the 19th-century southern anthem “Dixie” to drown out the TV.
A suddenly teenaged Trellimar remembers why he hates being a teenager, feat Cam, who isn't actually real.
I'm saying I wrote teen Trellimar wanking to thoughts of Cam and honestly I'm only slightly ashamed.
It’d be funnier if it weren’t for the pieces of La Laurie’s roughly severed neck that move along to her wails. Cordelia and the Shears ()First Cordelia Foxx (Sarah Paulson) gets blinded with acid, then gets new eyes thanks to the unwilling donations of two other witches.
While blind, she develops a powerful ability to “see” the past, though the transplants somehow take it away. Jimmy Darling’s Side Gig ()Born with the fused-digit condition known as syndactyly, Jimmy Darling (Peters) has hands that resemble long claws.
The author proposes that, with proper scheduling of masturbation and/or sexual intercourse a guy could keep his nose clear for the rest of his life! "Honey, come here, my nose is stuffed up..." And what if your nose is REALLY messed up? And if a guy can keep his nose clear for life, what about us ladeez? I think this needs to be tested, both on men and women.
[Content Care Dec/01/2016] And yes, it gets a bit touchy-feely here trying to determine if your work has crossed that line.
At some unknown point, a photo can cross the Rubicon and be forever a piece of beautiful art.
That hinterland between a regular photo and evocative art is a shifting area from person to person and taste to taste.
A camera does not work like an eye; film does not work like memory.
There is a fine line between a photo that is quite nice and one that is quite breathtaking.