She Is Nought But a Maneater, She Maketh Ye Wyrke Harde (She Maketh Ye Spend Harde)

[moneypenny]

Last night I had a sex dream about Nelly Furtado. In our post-coital conversation, Nelly at some point started adding extraneous syllables to the end of her words and talking about treachery, and I leapt out of bed and exclaimed, "Nelly, fuck, that sounds like straight-up Chaucer."

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[gildedspoon]

Straight, no Chaucer?

Monk would have things to say about this.

[melvillean]

Oh, here sche comes
Wacche oute boie sche wille chewe the uppe
Oh, here sche comes
Sche is a man-eter.

[thevulgartrade]

You have now joined Malcolm X, Bill Hicks, and Carl Gustav Jung among the ranks of "Tim's Heroes."

Actually, not all of you. Just your subconscious.

[picodulce]

it's too bad nelly's fallen a bit off of the pop music grid. she's so hot i can't even poke fun of dream-getting it on with a pop star. had you said madonna, however...

[soldier]

As for this weeken, I somehow ended up preparing a delicious buttery, seasoned meaty dish for a cat. Where's my secretary?

My mom frequently cooks an extra steak for our dog, Taia, or bakes Taia a potato, or has us get Taia a burger whenever we go to Steak 'n' Shake. There's no shame in it, I tell you.