It's called a blaster, Will, a word that tends to discourage experimentation. Now, if it were called the Orgasmater, I'd be the first to try your basic button press approach.

Xander ,'Get It Done'


Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.  

[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.


Glamcookie - Nov 08, 2005 12:59:03 pm PST #3551 of 10003
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

EWEWEWEWEWEW


vw bug - Nov 08, 2005 1:04:40 pm PST #3552 of 10003
Mostly lurking...

Am making French fries instead. It's weird with taquitos, but it's what we have. I really should have gone grocery shopping today, but I wasn't feeling up to it. Feeling like a bad roommate.


sj - Nov 08, 2005 1:05:54 pm PST #3553 of 10003
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

You're making dinner. You are not a bad roommate.


brenda m - Nov 08, 2005 1:09:49 pm PST #3554 of 10003
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

I would kiss anyone who offered me taquitos and french fries right now. I'll pass on the bugs with rice, though. I hope that's not going in the cookbook?


Atropa - Nov 08, 2005 1:10:12 pm PST #3555 of 10003
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

You're making dinner. You are not a bad roommate.

Bingo. I promise you, this would get you worshipped in our house.


Amy - Nov 08, 2005 1:14:29 pm PST #3556 of 10003
Because books.

Any food that gets made for me is worshipped. Which is one of the reasons I love my cooking!happy husband so much.


vw bug - Nov 08, 2005 1:15:23 pm PST #3557 of 10003
Mostly lurking...

I hope that's not going in the cookbook?

Um, no. Not one of my finer moments.


ChiKat - Nov 08, 2005 1:15:54 pm PST #3558 of 10003
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

What they said. Because this:

this would get you worshipped in our house.

is Truth.


amych - Nov 08, 2005 1:21:53 pm PST #3559 of 10003
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Ugh, val. You have my sympathy -- I've had pantry critters before, and the "eww" factor is compounded by the "dammit, now I have to replace the rice" thing.


Connie Neil - Nov 08, 2005 1:30:09 pm PST #3560 of 10003
brillig

Better to find them while cooking than when they hit the plate.