toe ...
do you let him go if he hollers?
Okay, what about rock paper scissors? does you know it by a weird name?
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toe ...
do you let him go if he hollers?
Okay, what about rock paper scissors? does you know it by a weird name?
My eenie meenie was either tiger or monkey or puppy. Or lizard. Wasn't aware of the other version. Uhg.
Also a tiger. I never knew it was a euphemism until high school.
monkey and puppy? wha?
Jesse, I usually go to a place called Shapes on 6th Ave. I think it's on 40th/6th?
Ah, this is where my laziness comes in. No way I'm making a special trip. But I bet there's somewhere around Union Square.
I should get laser treatments.
I will be, shortly. Fair skin, dark hair and Mediterranean blood do not make for a naturally hair-free visage. My dermatologist is estimating it will cost around $1000 to take care of it all.
Shit, now I think we might have been catching a monkey, too. Am confused.
do you let him go if he hollers?
Now that you mention it, yes.
Rock paper scissors we learnt from a book -- a USian book. Left to our own devices it'd probably have been jacks, marbles, and shooting things at other things.
We made the tiger pay. Which now thinking about it and accidentally stepping on my cats' feet, is icky. Ah, childhood sullied.
monkey and puppy? wha?
My family was into variety. I'm sorta surprised there wasn't anything more exotic. Afterall, pimentos were lizard tongues, bedtime stories were about rabbits and badgers and aardvarks and hedgehogs.