And it's certainly not worth all that sifting I had to do.
I sift cocoa and powdered sugar. I hardly ever sift flour, no matter what the recipe says.
Geh. I can tell you, very easily, what made me gay: the same thing that makes straight people straight.
Neil Boortz, an otherwise annoying and largely right-wing talk show host based in Atlanta, refuses to talk to callers who start ranting about "the gay lifestyle" and "making people gay" unless they can describe, in detail, the moment they decided to be heterosexual.
I hate hate hate the words Choice or Lifestyle used in reference to sexuality. HATE.
Hot women make me gay.
Best. Response. Ever.
Nora, I don't go to Judy Jetson's, I go to Liquid (in the South End). The owner there is Camille, and she rocks.
In this, as in many other things, La Tep is me.We don't quite share a brain, but I suspect some kind of sublet, sometimes.
Deena, I'm glad Kara was your cheerleader today. And yay! for Aidan talking "to" people and interacting. Funny boy. The moon blanket story is cute, too.
Cindy, all good wishes to your family. Courage, strength, and health.
I clicked on both the links, and read too far. I just want to take the anti-sports for women fella out and use his head for a soccer ball--with the rest of him still attached.
I haven't seen Ricky Jay in forever, and that was only on tv. "Cards as weapons!"
I want to rewrite the boxer shorts. "If not it wasn't/weren't for the Buffistas, I may might never have known...etc."
hmm... takeing a self defense thingee tomorrow and next wednesday - lecture really - i don't get to pound anyone. I think it is mor elike awarness trainning - and here's a few tips. no yelling invovled. I think
Betsy forgot to tell us there was lovely music with the first link. I am however guessing that most people grimmace when they are hit by an elbow, ball or whatever.
Thank goodness for Buffistas., otherwise I would never have know that if it weren't for the raisin' my husband would be gay. Should I go tell him to be true to himself?
in other news I think people should go see robots. fun movie.
hugs to Cindy and family.
It isn't the raisins you have to worry about, it's the bananas.
if it weren't for the raisin' my husband would be gay.
His home environment and the culture around him has forced him onto an unnatural path. Not that we're judging, or anything. Just... you know, clearly we were intended to be gay. Or, maybe not we. Maybe just they. That site wasn't real concerned with the girls, was it?
Oh! I forgot. It's because of the cock, right? Everybody wants one.
COCKSICKLE COCKSICKLE COCKSICKLE!
COCKSICKLE COCKSICKLE COCKSICKLE!
t giggles madly
t tries to not be twelve
t fails
Oh, how I love Buffistas...
