Merry Generic Winter Day-Off With No Religious Content

[robustpuppy]

Originally posted by Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)
College story. Freshman year my dad came to visit. We went off on Saturday to visit his parents, who lived in the area, and stayed the night. Sunday morning (late morning . . . even early afternoon), we go back to my dorm, so I can show him my room (for better or worse). Anyway, my roommate, who didn't own a necktie, had pulled both mattresses onto the floor, and clearly had just gotten done spending the night repeatedly boning his skanky girlfriend. His naked body, her panties, and condom wrappers everywhere. Good times! My dad had the good fortune of getting out of town a couple hours later . . .

What is the relevance of the necktie? Had he used one of yours in boning his skanky girlfriend?

[bold_n_brazen]

Originally posted by patentparanyc
I'm going to try to post this in a nicer way than it was posted to me.

In the interest of fairness here....

While that is great that you have gotten in shape, and that you are setting and reaching goals; and that you want to inform the board of your progress, please stop referring to yourself as hot. I've seen your irl blog/pictures. I'm sorry but you cannot be construed as hot. I am sure you are in shape and that's terrific. But I've seen you post about "becoming hot" over and over and like how it is getting old when I did it too...pot/kettle.

Things about RT that are hot:

1) That hair. She has the most amazing hair. I would kill (I mean it... KILL) for that hair.

2) That rack. I want to lay my head on it. I am not alone.

3) That smile. Who can turn the world on with a smile, indeed.

4) That laugh. You can't listen to RT laugh and not want to laugh along.

5) That fearlessness. I've seen RT sing with a gospel band. And that was HOTTTT.

Like Arpy said, RT is hot. She's objectively hot. But she's also hot way down deep.

[ThurgreedMarshall]

Originally posted by greatwhitenorthchick
I am just like you! I think I have blanked out most uncomfortable moments. I also forget everyone's name, which is unfortunate because I remember faces, so I know that I know someone, I just don't know what their name is. This happens with people I've met several times.

I am not like you in that I don't have a darling wife. Which is unfortunate, because my apartment could really use some unpaid labor.

I remember one uncomfortable moment (more so for the witnesses than for me). I dislike public speaking very much. I had to give a presentation to my class in undergrad on something or other -- I think it was a Sylvia Plath poem, something about Daddy being a Nazi. Uplifting. Anyhoo, I had miscarried about a week or so before the presentation, and it was not particularly easy and I had had to be hospitalized for a few days. So I am still kind of recovering and unsteady. I get up to do my little presentation and about halfway through I feel like I have to sit down. So I announce that I have to sit down and then I wail "I just lost my BAYBEEEEEEE!!!" and start bawling. This was a summer course and I wasn't particularly close to anyone in the class and no one knew what to do. Other than get me a chair, which someone did. And the prof awkwardly tried to make me feel better.

The next day I gave the presentation and it was fine. Grace under pressure.

That seems like a lot to go through to secure an empathy-A.

TM

[robustpuppy]

Originally posted by bold_n_brazen
Things about RT that are hot:

1) That hair. She has the most amazing hair. I would kill (I mean it... KILL) for that hair.

Whom would you kill?

[greatwhitenorthchick]

Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
That seems like a lot to go through to secure an empathy-A.

TM

I did get an A! It was so totally worth it.

[bold_n_brazen]

Originally posted by robustpuppy
Whom would you kill?

Oh, I get to choose?

This is so exciting!

[Flinty_McFlint]

Originally posted by ironweed
Here's one that just came* to me:

Some of you may remember the friend of mine who came to me for a loan because he had online-gambled all of his money away and, unbeknownst to his darling wife, was about to be evicted from their apartment. He has been a friend of mine for years, and we have, in our wilder days, gotten up to various seedy and unsavoury sorts of things that it would probably be detrimental to have widely known. But I have always trusted him.

As we sat in the nearly empty bar where he asked me to loan him five grand to prevent his entire life from unraveling, he started crying. This was uncomfortable enough, though I told him I would do whatever I could. But then, and I am not sure how it came up, he said something like "I could just blackmail you for the money anyway." That remark hung in the air just a beat too long before we both decided it was just a bit of gallows humor.

I don't confide in this person the way I used to. And I am still waiting for my money (apparently there will be a tax refund or some such). I don't care if I ever get it back, to tell the truth, because we are not going to be friends the way we were no matter what happens. It's a shame.

*I know there is a "just like me/comes from giving head joke" on the way, and it better be good.

This is sad, but you're tops in my book, weedie.








p.s. Can I borrow some money? ncs keeps taking it from me online.

[Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)]

Originally posted by robustpuppy
What is the relevance of the necktie? Had he used one of yours in boning his skanky girlfriend?

He failed to hang one on the door.

JFC. Do you like people walking in on you (hi Bn'B!)?

[robustpuppy]

Originally posted by Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)
He failed to hang one on the door.

JFC. Do you like people walking in on you (hi Bn'B!)?

Aha.

Does Sebby own a tie?

[nononono]

Originally posted by Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)
He failed to hang one on the door.

JFC. Do you like people walking in on you (hi Bn'B!)?

But he was done, wasn't he?

Originally posted by Flinty_McFlint
p.s. Can I borrow some money? ncs keeps taking it from me online.

How convincingly can you cry?

[Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)]

Originally posted by nononono
But he was done, wasn't he?

Yes. He had rolled over and gone to sleep.

[bold_n_brazen]

Originally posted by Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)
He failed to hang one on the door.

JFC. Do you like people walking in on you (hi Bn'B!)?

Hi!:hi:

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)
College story. Freshman year my dad came to visit. We went off on Saturday to visit his parents, who lived in the area, and stayed the night. Sunday morning (late morning . . . even early afternoon), we go back to my dorm, so I can show him my room (for better or worse). Anyway, my roommate, who didn't own a necktie, had pulled both mattresses onto the floor, and clearly had just gotten done spending the night repeatedly boning his skanky girlfriend. His naked body, her panties, and condom wrappers everywhere. Good times! My dad had the good fortune of getting out of town a couple hours later . . .

My father found me pased out on a tile floor wrapped up in a tapestry. His buddy, a doc, said, "Seriously, make sure you have a hepatitis shot."

The most embarrassing moment in college is probably one you don't even know about. I was at a gf's house in college and overheard her telling a couple close friends - women I was friends with - what we did/how I liked it/intimate details. I confronted one of the audience later and asked her whether that kind of disclosure was common. She laughed and said "I know more about you in bed than you'd ever want to know." She did not hint any of it was sexy. More clinical.

[Alex_de_Large]

Originally posted by Tyrone Slothrop
One of my college roommates got wildly drunk and shat in my closet, thinking it was the bathroom. But that was embarrassing for him, and just foul for me.

You went to school with Najeh Davenport?