Oof. To complete the girly medical experience, I had a mammogram this morning. I cannot imagine how women with itty bitty tits get enough into the machine for an effective reading. It's definitely a chocolate morning.
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.
Hey, i'm still telling the joke here! Jeez.
... The string goes up the bartender and orders a shot of tequila again. The bartender looks at it for a minute and asks, "Hey aren't you the same string that just came in here a minute ago?"
The string replies, "Nope, I'm a frayed knot."
Bwah!
I think it's cute. Of course, I don't have detective-grade levels of ball-breaking experience. It's also in "Motherless Brooklyn" but that version is kinda endless because that character has Tourette's.
Hey, i'm still telling the joke here! Jeez.
Hey, good comedians can deal with interruptions.
Yeah. That's where you tell me you don't stand over my shoulder and tell me what word to type, or something.
Tough Crowd
Hey! I liked it!
(Although strictly speaking, I'm not a heckler. Just a slow typist.) Should've waited till the end, bunk. Sorry. ETA: I like it, too. I just love that story because they didn't treat their comrade Special, that's all...
No problem, I'm not upset or anything.