imaginary friends to fill the void that is your gaping gash.

[spookyfish]

Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
That's the verb the recipie used. Pack the lemon slices in sugar, with a little bit of salt, and it becomes this sugary, lemony mixture that leaches out all the bitterness. The longer the lemons stay in the mixture, the more the bitter goes away.

Now this makes more sense. My, um, friend thanks you.

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall

If the sex was good, no one gives a fuck about the breakfast. You can leave right after or in the morning (before I do). If you were any good, I'll walk you to the door. If you were really good, I might go outside and put you in a cab.

Only you would think sex guarantees you a meal.

TM

I have almost always given her a ride home or put her in a cab. I mean, she did swallow my splooge after all.

[Sparklehorse]

Originally posted by spookyfish
Trying to find a way back into the road-head discussion, eh?

There's probably an icky incest joke in there somewhere too.

[ltl/fb]

Originally posted by dtb
You wound me.

Turncoat.

Hey, it wasn't incentivize.

[Greedy,Greedy,Greedy]

Originally posted by dtb
Since when is "incentivize" a word? Dictionary.com lists it as a word, but it's not in my copy of the OED.

GOD, I hate when people use that word. What's wrong with "motivate"? Huh? Huh? HUH?

I appreciate your grammar timmies as much as the next person, and will always view you as my ultimate authority on punctuation.

However, every day new words are born, and the old words shouldn't be threatened by them. Some will survive, some will die, but denying their existence is just silly. I'm sure the OED will catch up (perhaps it already has - is that the OED you got when you graduated from high school?)

[Not Bob]

Originally posted by dtb
I just read it in an excerpt of a legal opinion. The apocalypse is nigh.

Yeah, I ain't thrilled about some of the new words, but (to paraphrase what Miss Fuller told me in fourth grade) English is a living, growing, evolving lingo. The Angles and Jutes are still ranting about all the Latinisms, I'm sure.

(Of course, this is the same teacher who told us that we'd all be driving flying cars which had "KPH" on the speedometers by now. And living in pods in geodesic domes. So, whatever.)

[Replaced_Texan]

Originally posted by spookyfish
Trying to find a way back into the road-head discussion, eh?

Speaking of road-head, I think the penis-stuck-in-the-pelvis ER episode was last week. Did anyone see it? I missed it.

Originally posted by Not Bob
(Of course, this is the same teacher who told us that we'd all be driving flying cars which had "KPH" on the speedometers by now. And living in pods in geodesic domes. So, whatever.)

"Her" name wasn't "Bucky" Fuller by any chance? Did she ever try to get you into an orgone accumulator?

[notcasesensitive]

Found out last night that the fucking satellite has been out for two days (some fucked up download made all Sony and some other brand receivers stop receiving information; DirectTV is working on the problem), meaning that my Tivo did not record either TAR or Project Runway. I assume Project Runway repeats at some point during the week, but anyone know if TAR does? Or anyone still have it on their Tivo and have the capability to burn me a DVD (a lot to ask, I know)? Guess I'll go back and read the white text from yesterday now. Fuck.

[spookyfish]

Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
Speaking of road-head, I think the penis-stuck-in-the-pelvis ER episode was last week. Did anyone see it? I missed it.

Nope. Sorry, I didn't.

I wouldn't ask Casey either, if I were you.

[Greedy,Greedy,Greedy]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
Pretty much anything should guarantee a meal. Mmmmm, food.

To be perfectly honest, I prefer to fuck in my own bed lately. I walk them to the door. ETA when we are done.

I like breakfast. I like sex. I like to cook.

Why not cook breakfast?

I remember a one-night stand from my youth, in a sleeper compartment on a train. We still went down and had breakfast together in the dining car. Of course, we both knew she'd be getting off the train at 10:09.

Originally posted by ltl/fb
To be perfectly honest, I prefer to fuck in my own bed lately. I walk them to the door. ETA when we are done.

Now, see, when I want to get rid of Thurgreed's Momma* I just toss a few chicken wings out the window and the bitch is gone in a flash.

*Hank, PM me if you need the backstory on this.

[Not Bob]

Originally posted by ironweed
"Her" name wasn't "Bucky" Fuller[/URL] by any chance? Did she ever try to get you into an orgone accumulator?

(I actually used her real name.) She made sure to point out that she wasn't related.

What can I say? It was a different world, baby. But I'm really pissed about the whole lack of flying cars.

[spookyfish]

Originally posted by Not Bob
(I actually used her real name.) She made sure to point out that she wasn't related.

What can I say? It was a different world, baby. But I'm really pissed about the whole lack of flying cars.

I'm pissed about the lack of teleporters myself.

[Mister_Ruysbroeck]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
I am not such a fan of cherry pie, though I like pie. So you may have the cherry pie. Unless I am hungry and there is no other food available.

After reading this post, I now have "She's my cherry pie..." running through my head.

You're welcome.