Do you guys think we'll see Cotillion in the new series? Part of me wonders if the new generation of women on the show will see it as a bad thing and not participate.
It'd be cool to see a re-branded cotillion that's changed with the rest of the world. It'd also be a great opportunity for a Kelly Rutherford guest appearance without it feeling too shoehorned in and out of place. Lily could be the person who announces the names.
Like the title says, I used to escort woman/girls for high society/elite social affairs such as debutant balls and cotillions, there's actually a season when all the parties happen annually. I was always in a tux, at times with gloves and tails. It was really interesting. AMA
"Precursor leadership, Lanaktallan, Mantid, and Atrekna, all believed in the same thing: They could not fail, they could only be failed." - Vu'uklu'u, cohost of the Sol-Net TalkStream "Face Smashing Opinions" and author of The Madness of the Lemurs: A Study of Terran Descent Humanity
It was called, by the being who created it, the Cavern of Night Stars.
A hollowed out area in the very bedrock, twelve miles long, two miles wide, a mile deep. It was almost completely dark inside, without a single strong light source. Hanging in mid-air were rivers of jewels, suspended by the psionic construct carefully built within the cavern. Each jewel had been wrested from the Mad Lemur Tomb World, purified, then exposed only to the light of a single star in the night sky before being carefully placed in the cavern. The jewels gleamed and twinkled with the same colors as they shone with in the night sky.
Each jewel represented a single stellar mass in the Cygnus-Orion Galactic Arm Spur.
The far wall, which held a single block of hand polished onyx, rippled like water for a moment before a figure drifted through, suspended on a platform of shining purple phasic energy.
The figure was dressed opulently. White lace and chiffon, a long strip of embroidered, bejeweled, and decorated fabric making a train drifting behind them. An ornate headdress and a full facial veil. Long gloves with jewels and freshwater pearls.
The platform dimmed and the figure landed on the ground with its own feet, clad in elegant shoes with long heels. It moved forward as the onyx wall rippled again.
Dalvanak the Defiled One was followed by a full dozen of Atrekna, all dressed in elegant finery wrested from the Mad Lemur Tomb World at great risk. All had cast the spells of might, wisdom, courage, and cunning to fool the Tomb Guardians in the great treasure vaults. Had all gathered the icons and relics necessary to fool the Tomb Guardians from the vast fields of the Defiled Dead and the Hungry Dead.
Some were dressed in wedding dresses, others in tuxedos, still others in ornate ball gowns, prom dresses, and cotillion gowns. Gems, mother of pearl, warsteel/gold alloy, and more glimmered and sparkle
... keep reading on reddit ➡I don't want to step on anybody's toes here, but the amount of non-dad jokes here in this subreddit really annoys me. First of all, dad jokes CAN be NSFW, it clearly says so in the sub rules. Secondly, it doesn't automatically make it a dad joke if it's from a conversation between you and your child. Most importantly, the jokes that your CHILDREN tell YOU are not dad jokes. The point of a dad joke is that it's so cheesy only a dad who's trying to be funny would make such a joke. That's it. They are stupid plays on words, lame puns and so on. There has to be a clever pun or wordplay for it to be considered a dad joke.
Again, to all the fellow dads, I apologise if I'm sounding too harsh. But I just needed to get it off my chest.
FIRST CHAPTER PREVIOUS CHAPTER
“For the lasssst time, I am sssick and tired of watching How It’ssss Made!” Slithers shouted from her Bunk. It was movie night and they were debating what to watch again.
“Well I’m not going to sit through another one of your Senthe operas. I know our Human buddies can’t hear the subvocals needed to understand it.” Ventures Forth parries.
Cookie shrugs, “I’m fine with that.”
“You would be.” Milk replied with a giggle, “Well if we’re still debating this, I think I have a solution. A movie I know we all will like.”
She holds up a picture of a grizzled man with a firm jawline, stubble and a leather hat wielding a whip with english text emblazoned above it in an adventurous typeset.
Cookie laughs, “Oh you definitely can pick ‘em.”
Milk smiles. “Indiana Jones never goes wrong.”
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Formerly Fleet Admiral Roshal was brought to the bridge of her new ship in chains. It still wasn’t the worst way she had been introduced to a new crew. At least she wasn’t bleeding this time.
She could hear her ‘escorts’ rattle off some legalease as they removed the chains, “Yes. I understand.” Now Captain Roshal said to her wardens, “I am to act as commander of this vessel with distinction and honor and not shame the Imperium again. Competence is a crime it seems.”
She looked back to the bridge crew staring at her in silent anticipation. They most definitely have heard the rumors about her, the stories, the lies and the truth. And most definitely the song. “I am your Captain.” She began, “I take this position with the knowledge it was meant as an insult. I do not see it this way. To lead women and men in their duty is the greatest blessing I could have ever been given. I accept this charge and gift and will ensure this ship serves with pride and discipline.” The half strength ship was undergoing refits after a clash with pirates left them damaged and missing crew. They won, but at high cost.
Most captains wouldn’t want to risk a fresh crew and a fresh ship so soon, but Captain Goddessdamned Roshal wasn’t most captains.
She began to pace, hands clasped firmly behind her back. “You have weathered pain and damage and I promise nothing but more of the same. You have served admirably and fought hard and I have no gifts but further service and conflict. If there are any who w
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They were cooked in Greece.
I'm surprised it hasn't decade.
For context I'm a Refuse Driver (Garbage man) & today I was on food waste. After I'd tipped I was checking the wagon for any defects when I spotted a lone pea balanced on the lifts.
I said "hey look, an escaPEA"
No one near me but it didn't half make me laugh for a good hour or so!
Edit: I can't believe how much this has blown up. Thank you everyone I've had a blast reading through the replies 😂
It really does, I swear!
Don't you know a good pun is its own reword?
Because she wanted to see the task manager.
Heard they've been doing some shady business.
but then I remembered it was ground this morning.
Edit: Thank you guys for the awards, they're much nicer than the cardboard sleeve I've been using and reassures me that my jokes aren't stale
Edit 2: I have already been made aware that Men In Black 3 has told a version of this joke before. If the joke is not new to you, please enjoy any of the single origin puns in the comments
I'd posted on here before and people were exceptionally helpful, so let me try again. I'm helping an aunt during COVID reconnect with friends from her youth in California and with various resources including a couple of tips that I got from you all, and I've had a good success rate.
The White Whale is Linda Powell, would have been born between 1947 and 1950. Most likely in California. I've literally gone through marriage and divorce and birth records and tracked down ex's, sibs, etc. Zip.
And then I found a marriage announcement for Linda Powell in San Francisco in 1966 to a Richard Clifton Livermore. But that's the ONLY reference to her or them as a couple. He's now a judge but the family was UBER old money San Francisco. There's a mountain named after his grandma. Dad had a 10,000 acre estate in Calistoga. TONS and tons of references to him as "the dashing Stanford law student" in society pages at balls, pageants and cotillions. No reference to her. And he remarried in 1975. Maybe the family didn't think she was worthy and forced an anullment. If you can get a mountain named, you can probably clean out marriage and divorce records.
Any suggestions?
They’re on standbi
A play on words.
My daughter, Chewbecca, not so much.
Pilot on me!!
I finished The Crippled God last night, and I'm still processing it all. I don't really have anything to say about it yet. I just wanted to share it with you folks, who might understand. It's been a long road. One filled with tears, laughter, potsherds, compassion, and two fucking mules. And I've loved every second. Thank you Steve and Cam. And thank you r/Malazan.
In the comments, I'd love to hear from you veterans. What were your favourite moments? What lessons did you learn? Was there anything that you wanted more development on, and is there anything that you're hoping to see in future books? And finally, of course, who the fuck is Quick Ben?
My current rankings, which will doubtless change on the re-read:
TtH
GotM
DG
tBH
MoI
MT
TCG
HoC
RG
DoD
Favourite Character: Cotillion
Biggest laugh: Temper telling Shadowthrone to 'fuck off' (which is all the argument required for including ICE novels in a first read through).
Biggest sob: 'See, Bainisk, this is my mother'
Best convergence: Kruppe vs Pust (I suppose Rake, Dassem, Hood, Karsa etc. were there as well...)
Best romance: Hellian and Urb
Biggest balls: Ganoes 'I can save the world with nothing but a stomach ulcer, a toad, and a man called Boil' Paran
Fuck you: Mallick Rel
So ends, the Book of the Fallen.
Nothing, he was gladiator.
Or would that be too forward thinking?
Dad jokes are supposed to be jokes you can tell a kid and they will understand it and find it funny.
This sub is mostly just NSFW puns now.
If it needs a NSFW tag it's not a dad joke. There should just be a NSFW puns subreddit for that.
Edit* I'm not replying any longer and turning off notifications but to all those that say "no one cares", there sure are a lot of you arguing about it. Maybe I'm wrong but you people don't need to be rude about it. If you really don't care, don't comment.
When I got home, they were still there.
What did 0 say to 8 ?
" Nice Belt "
So What did 3 say to 8 ?
" Hey, you two stop making out "
Hindus, on the other hand, never had any beef.
I won't be doing that today!
This morning, my 4 year old daughter.
Daughter: I'm hungry
Me: nerves building, smile widening
Me: Hi hungry, I'm dad.
She had no idea what was going on but I finally did it.
Thank you all for listening.
There hasn't been a post all year!
Where ever you left it 🤷♀️🤭
FIRST CHAPTER PREVIOUS CHAPTER
“For the lasssst time, I am ssssick and tired of watching How It’ssss Made!” Slithers shouted from her Bunk. It was movie night and they were debating what to watch again.
“Well I’m not going to sit through another one of your Senthe operas. I know our Human buddies can’t hear the subvocals needed to understand it.” Ventures Forth parries.
Cookie shrugs, “I’m fine with that.”
“You would be.” Milk replied with a giggle, “Well if we’re still debating this, I think I have a solution. A movie I know we all will like.”
She holds up a picture of a grizzled man with a firm jawline, stubble and a leather hat wielding a whip with english text emblazoned above it in an adventurous typeset.
Cookie laughs, “Oh you definitely can pick ‘em.”
Milk smiles. “Indiana Jones never goes wrong.”
\\\
Formerly Fleet Admiral Roshal was brought to the bridge of her new ship in chains. It still wasn’t the worst way she had been introduced to a new crew. At least she wasn’t bleeding this time.
She could hear her ‘escorts’ rattle off some legalease as they removed the chains, “Yes. I understand.” Now Captain Roshal said to her wardens, “I am to act as commander of this vessel with distinction and honor and not shame the Imperium again. Competence is a crime it seems.”
She looked back to the bridge crew staring at her in silent anticipation. They most definitely have heard the rumors about her, the stories, the lies and the truth. And most definitely the song. “I am your Captain.” She began, “I take this position with the knowledge it was meant as an insult. I do not see it this way. To lead women and men in their duty is the greatest blessing I could have ever been given. I accept this charge and gift and will ensure this ship serves with pride and discipline.” The half strength ship was undergoing refits after a clash with pirates left them damaged and missing crew. They won, but at high cost.
Most captains wouldn’t want to risk a fresh crew and a fresh ship so soon, but Captain Goddessdamned Roshal wasn’t most captains.
She began to pace, hands clasped firmly behind her back. “You have weathered pain and damage and I promise nothing but more of the same. You have served admirably and fought hard and I have no gifts but further service and conflict. If there are any who w
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