tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6124690.post3246692025302379643..comments2023-10-30T01:39:44.302-07:00Comments on Nesting Ground: Roman Holidayverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18059954107392477750noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6124690.post-86648413772922645052007-01-14T23:03:00.000-08:002007-01-14T23:03:00.000-08:00Okay, Mr. Bermeo, well I guess that's better than ...Okay, Mr. Bermeo, well I guess that's better than making them beg on their knees. Right? <i>Right</i>?<br /><br />And this just in from me, on the couch, having finished watching the season opener. Final scene: Lucius Vorenus ascending a staircase while clutching the head—yes, <i>just</i> the blood-draining head—of scumbag Orestes Fulmen. And behind Lucius, of course, walks the ever-loyal Titus verhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18059954107392477750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6124690.post-23263317764249598362007-01-14T20:28:00.000-08:002007-01-14T20:28:00.000-08:00hola ms ver,
i am currently without cable but will...hola ms ver,<br />i am currently without cable but will be looking out for "Rome" on DVD, foh sures.<br /><br />in the meantime, i have stopped quoting mister jolie and am now quoting one bruce leroy at ill advised times. i.e., asking small children, when they need a late pass; who's da mastah???<br /><br />to which the children dutifully reply: SHONUFF!<br /><br />love ya like ceasar loved a OBermeohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11850834663002905067noreply@blogger.com