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Don't you mean VAGINA BOJANGLE?
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: San Francisco, May 19-21, 2006! Everything else, go here! Swag!
just the ones who box block Our Bug
Don't you mean VAGINA BOJANGLE?
Wait a minute...Why isn't Raq going to the A's game?
Actually, she may be.
Don't you mean VAGINA BOJANGLE?
At Ren Faire last month, one of the tavern-wenchy type girls who was hanging out with our group kept complaining that so-and-so had cock-blocked her. I kept wanting to correct her to vagina-bojangled. Never did, 'cause I figured it would take waaay too long to explain (not to mention ruin my rep as the "token prude." Heh.)
whoever is going to Costco, can you remember to pick up a couple of those big half and halfs and some sugar/sweetener?
oh, and Deb, can you print up some instructions for using the coffeemaker (proportions of coffee, etc.)
can you remember to pick up a couple of those big half and halfs and some sugar/sweetener?
We'll get half and half - the hotel will provide sugar and sweetener on demand. No worries.
oh, and Deb, can you print up some instructions for using the coffeemaker (proportions of coffee, etc.)
You bet - I usually eyeball it, though.
I usually eyeball it, though.
I read this as "eyeroll it," at first. All I could think was "Damn, she's good -- brewing coffee through the power of her facial expressions!"
"Damn, she's good -- brewing coffee through the power of her facial expressions!"
Yeah, it's a sort of combination "single eyebrow twist triple growl dismount using stern tone" maneuvre.
Or, as Eddie Izzard says, not really a maneuvre. More of a gesture.
Yeah, it's a sort of combination "single eyebrow twist triple growl dismount using stern tone" maneuvre.
t over in the corner, the coffee is frantically brewing, driven by both fear and awe....
Or, as Eddie Izzard says, not really a maneuvre. More of a gesture.
"Oh, he's dead!"
"Oh, he's dead!"
"Don't be so bloody Prussian!"
(In truth, the Heimlich bit never works for me, because Dr. Heimlich is from Cincinnati, and his son is a city councilman, and I always think "He's not Prussian; he eats his chili over spaghetti!" But I imagine not too many people know where Dr. Heimlich hails from.)