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[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Yeah, given the choice, I'd rather be living in the era with running water and modern waste disposal than the era where I've gotten used to everything smelling like shit.
(Of course, I'd also have died around the age of 3 or 4, if not sooner, so there's that to consider.)
A lot of smells one can get used to.
Well, yeah. 'Cause otherwise, everyone commits suicide from the can't-take-the-smell-anymore, and then the human race ends pretty quickly. Then there's no internet, no PS2, no movies... no me, you guys, or anything else that makes now really cool.
I gotta figure it wasn't so much that people noticed the smell, as really noticed the absence when modern waste management came into being. Which really, modern waste management just consists of "let's put the smelly stuff in big pile far away, and then just nobody go over there," which is a plan with flaws, to be sure.
(Damn, my typing sucks today)
I don't know how Tom would function without his prescription sunglasses- he simply wouldn't be able to see while driving, one way or the other.
I buy those plastic polarized glasses that are designed to slip over your regular glasses.
"let's put the smelly stuff in on big pile far away, and then just nobody go over there,"
I feel this way about my mother in law.
Depending on the era, I'd have died at birth...maybe mom, too. not that I would know I was missing anything.
I buy those plastic polarized glasses that are designed to slip over your regular glasses.
I was going to do that, but I was swayed by slick marketing and snazzy bronze-colored frames.
Oh, all right, I was practicing my secret agent smirk, if you must know. Plus they're small enough that I can tilt them down and give a cynical, knowing look over them. So damned cool.
t notices connie's tag line
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
"let's put the smelly stuff in big pile far away, and then just nobody go over there,"
I feel this way about my mother in law.
Okay, you need to warn a guy before you say stuff that funny, 'cuz I was drinking something, and damn near choked.
renters insurance inspection guy stops by and? and? THE FUCKING OUTSIDE FRONT DOOR IS UNLOCKED.
Weren't you home, Nora? Would they expect you to lock the door when you're home and awake? (If so, I'm never getting renter's insurance.)
And I had my tonsils and adenoids out when I was 6.5. The only bad thing I remember about the experience was that I had a special doll I wanted to keep with me, and they let me hold onto her going into surgery, AND SHE WASN'T THERE WHEN I WOKE UP and I cried a whole lot. But, er, Emmett is probably not quite as excitable as I was.
(I also believed my throat had been cut into for several years, and was a bit disappointed when I found out that isn't how tonsillectomies are performed.