Happy Dataversary, sj and TCG!
I have never even heard of pumpkin ravioli, but it sounds like something special.
'Trash'
[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.
Happy Dataversary, sj and TCG!
I have never even heard of pumpkin ravioli, but it sounds like something special.
Deena, is your tagline from an actual episode of Sesame Street?
If your butter is expired, but still looks good...what's wrong with it?
"Nah. But Fay's almost a charicateur of FABulousness. I remember when we were in bed and C was doing an impression of you, Fay, and then he said 'What would Fay think if she knew that I was lying nekkid in bed with you, having just shagged madly, with my peenie (sic) on your thigh, and talking about her?' And I told him 'I thinks she'd applaud.'"
Dear GOD, this made me literally laugh out loud. It's especially wrong and yet funny if you've met C and K. Hahahahhaha!
Steph, it really is. Ernie's pretending to talk to an elephant on a banana, and he wants Bert to talk to her. Of course, even though he initially refuses, Bert finally gets into it and ends up missing out on something else because he's so caught up in the conversation.
Steph, it really is. Ernie's pretending to talk to an elephant on a banana, and he wants Bert to talk to her.
Okay, that is some SERIOUSLY funny shit!!!
The conversation sounds like a prelude to a blind date. "Well, I'd say I'm kind of tall."
I got a lot more enjoyment out of it than the kids did.
Is it too early to go to bed?
The movie I wanted to go see started at 7:25, so that's out. I don't want to do anymore homework. And, Emily needs to study for a big exam tomorrow, so tv is out.
So, it looks like to bed it is. Wow. I lead a boring life.
I have never even heard of pumpkin ravioliOh, I should make butternut squash ravioli tonight. It's from Trader Joe's and nummalicious.
And butter can go rancid but in the fridge, I have never ever had it happen.
My cable is out. Bugger. I'm just going to keep trying to post.
I won't have my ravioli love squarshed by The Man. Or, more accurately, Cox. But you know, half of one, six dozen of the other.
eta: Wheeeee! Connectivity RAWKS!
However, it apparently does kill the thread.