When I was in high school, I told a girl that I thought she looked like Barbara Streisand. I honestly meant it as a complement at the time. The real problem is, of course, there are an infinitely small number of situations where that could be considered a complement.
This was probably 20 years ago now. I'm still thinking about it. It's kind of a "My Name is Earl" thing. It's been in my mind since it happened. I can't make it right. I can't even remember her name half the time (including right now). So, I'm casting out a web of sorrow.
To all who have received "complements" of this nature, I'm sorry. To all who hold a vague resemblance to Barbara Streisand, I'm sorry for the comparisons. And to that girl from my high school (Donna!) - you were hot. I just had a confused view of Babs... man. that's a nasty confession...
urlgency. Sometimes you really just want a webpage to load faster than it wants.
A fat chance is a bad thing? Being fat is bad because it's unhealthy, so a fat chance is an unhealthy chance? It seems to me that grabbing ahold of a fat chance would be an easier thing to do. Of course, a slim chance is bad, too... Right?
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