Two of my co-workers are Congolese. I asked, because I couldn't remember, if that's where Kisengani was. He said "Yes! How do you know of Kisengani?" I was ashamed tha it was from "ER".
He laughed.
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Two of my co-workers are Congolese. I asked, because I couldn't remember, if that's where Kisengani was. He said "Yes! How do you know of Kisengani?" I was ashamed tha it was from "ER".
He laughed.
Welcome to the world, Princess Tickybox Lillian! And much love and congratulations to Plei and Paul!
Woo-hoo to Owen! I've been thinking about doing this with Sara, but I'm wondering if it's too late now.
Only skimmed, and then skimmed some more, due to looking deadline...
Don't be embarrassed...much of my geography comes from TV or "I think there's a Buffista there."
Although I know my progress is so slow for some.
Take your time. No use rushing your perversity.
Oh! Writing about penises...still not easy for me.
You need to spend more time with them. They're usually quite docile. I wonder if Ple bookmarked the whole erection/"what does it feel like for guys" discussion back on WX. CaBil and I volunteered all kinds of insider information.
We need a Buffista in Kisengani. I love saying it. It's such a pretty name. Kisengani, Kisengani, Kisengani.
Why? Why does it seem like all the drivers, pedestrians and cyclists in this town deserve to be beaten around the face and head until they bleed from the eyes? Why do they all seem congenitally incapable of not cutting everyone else off at every opportunity? Why?
Ahem.
Anyway, in a pornier vein (food-division) I had an awsome spicy Thai steak salad for lunch: noodles, grilled filet, avacado, mint leaves, mango, peanuts, tomatoes, carrots, a little cabbage and a sweet/spicy Thai dressing. It wasn't cheap (because Houston's is generally mid-range to pricey), but, oh my, it was plentiful and tasty.
Why? Why does it seem like all the drivers, pedestrians and cyclists in this town deserve to be beaten around the face and head until they bleed from the eyes? Why do they all seem congenitally incapable of not cutting everyone else off at every opportunity? Why?
Ok, now Portland is sounding like Los Angeles.
Also, Ticky Box!
Ok, now Portland is sounding like Los Angeles.
No, definitely not Portland - I'm in Boston. Portland drivers are generally OK, though I've noticed the Masshole virus is infecting Maine drivers lately.
My last one was Catholic.I didn't get to hang out with it too often.(And JZ, if you tell me anything about Lewis' penis, I'll come up there and smack you. I'm not playing.)