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  1. Yeah. Nike, etc. are all "keep my name out your mouth." I don't post often in this thread, but I hope everybody is healthy and safe during all the pandemic mayhem!
  2. Belated thanks for providing me with my new rap name, Li'l Bitchface!
  3. Yeah, like the threat of a beatdown.
  4. Good LORD, Nikki, you are a menace! I too have to confess that I laughed like a loon well into the commercial break. In the teaser, I just assumed it was Nikki bleeding all over the place again, but figured she'd cut herself. Something about that karmic chomp was brutally funny. Meanwhile, Jordan might still be out there RIGHT NOW. Like, he's cashed the check but chose to stay. It's his to lose, at this point. Though I think Woniya also has a genuine shot--either one of them, barring an unlucky accident, clearly has the skills to thrive. The isolation is tilting Michelle into kookoopants territory. She's raging but not strategizing beyond that, and bound to make a horrible mistake sooner than later. Nice net, Barry!
  5. Oh, there's no doubt in my mind that that ding-dong 1. didn't know the difference and/or 2. started the 1/8" wall with the 1/4" floor spacers, or some jumbled combo of both, and then just kept going higgledy-piggledy. Hence the smashing when they came up too high. As Bugs Bunny would say, what a MAROON!
  6. Yes! I had a seagull snatch a whole bagel out of my hand, on the wing; considering how Ray relied on a gull for fishin' hole tips, I was VERY on edge. 😄
  7. Holding in those nine brain cells, maybe. Maybe I'm nuts, but I thought that brassy old broad was hilarious, little sawed-off overconfident beef jerky strip that she was. I would probably be much less enthused if she was clambering around on MY roof, but the defendants were total pills and begging to be messed with. I also can't help thinking that, if JJ's humble dentist dad hadn't put her through all 67 years of law school or whatever--if she wasn't glowering down at us from atop her cash pile--she would ABSOLUTELY be the petite, overtanned, busybody biddy neighbor to someone somewhere, Brooklyn or otherwise. "The only attitude here is MINE." Well, she's gotta put it somewhere.
  8. Donny's Diarrhea Drama amused me, juxtaposed with Nikki's literally calming herself down from cut panic. I was shocked, too, when she reached for the radio and the first-aid kit in the same instant...but she gathered her wits in real time. Meanwhile, there's no bigger drama queen than a rugged survivalist Brawny paper towel man, sobbing and shitting his brains out in the Canadian Arctic. It all made me think, again, that if men were subject to menstrual periods, society would break down completely. TBH, I didn't care for the way Donny seemed to be breathing with effort, before he ever had the muskrat toots. Both he and the producers were making poor choices in putting him out there, I think. Do be careful with that knife, Nikki. I wonder, now, how many other contestants have grabbed for the walkie in a meltdown moment, and then talked themselves back off the ledge, and we just didn't see it?
  9. I texted my sister a screenshot of that defendant, labeled "Ichabod Culkin," so great minds think alike, etc. 😄
  10. Put me on this bandwagon too. I was goofily thrilled when she jumped on the radio and started using her surveillance panopticon for good...and then as panicked and crushed as all the characters when it didn't work. It's a sitcom, how could it NOT WORK? I worked retail for years--in a mall, if not a big box store--and this series is a truly underrated gem.
  11. I am still a bit hung up on Her Honor's one-case ponytail situation, and during one of yesterday's new cases began to wonder...do we think her standard short-n-sassy do is perhaps a wig? I mean, she could afford a better one than every litigant who's shambled through the courtroom with a luridly dyed muskrat atop his or her head. I don't know; she was looking teased and fluffed to high heaven (the higher the hair, the closer to God!) and suddenly it struck me differently. My very glamorous (and...vain) great aunt used to get her bouffant 'do "set" on a weekly basis at the beauty parlor...but then she ALSO had a wig, the same color and style, which accompanied her to the salon every week, too. So she'd wear her real hair until it got a bit mashed and misshapen, and then pop the wig on, for continuity until her next appointment. Maybe JJ's hair is on a Styrofoam head in the makeup trailer...and as someone upthread suggested, the stylist had a sick day. 🙂 Having an off-duty ponytail might allow JJ to roam around Florida relatively incognito!
  12. An idiot tax on your idiot tax! Wow.
  13. Oh my god, BusyOctober. I loved KITH and was a grown-ass woman when I discovered them (still am, only more so!), but the Chicken Lady always freaked me right the eff out. This case is on my DVR for weekend viewing, and now I am excited and childishly terrified in equal measure.
  14. Whatever kind of sum she received, that 'un can retain the "lump" title. <ba-dump bump> In that case, I noticed that the beaming, rotund Plaintiff ex and the vocabulationarily-challenged Defendant each had a case of the pop-eyes; I could see the whites all around Def's eyes as she defended her unfat nearly-nekkid boudoir portrait. I think Jimmy has a type...devoted to a very VERY specific feature, oddly enough. I thought it was interesting that JJ seemed to go from a "quinceañera what now" position to pronouncing it quite well; I wondered if she elicited the definition for the viewers' benefit. She's lived in New York and Florida; surely it's not a new concept for her.
  15. All you need is a broom/mop handle with which to jab the button. I was forced to get a smoke alarm that freaking talks and goes off when I cook. The handles work just fine! This made me laugh, because my 70-year-old mama has also been instructed to quit messing with ladders and stepstools, and she just whacks at her smoke detector with a broom handle, too. Patti, this is another solid argument I can use to bolster my firm belief that HOUSEWORK IS FRAUGHT WITH PERIL. You were just trying to vacuum and nearly set the house ablaze; cleaning is obviously far too dangerous! Aww. We did this in our house, too! Grew up with my sister, our single mom, and our grandparents. Nobody was much of a cook, alas, though my sister and I taught ourselves as adults when we got tired of our sad Rice-a-Roni skillz. Meanwhile, my grandpa's night of the week was Friday. I think he cooked two terrible meals in the rotation; he couldn't coordinate the timing, so we would all sit down to a round of eggs...and then after ten minutes there was toast...and then some bacon a while later. After that, he took us out to dinner every Friday night until he died, bless his heart. :)
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