Me, I'm in little doubt that bonobos (for instance) have 'em
Not. Going. To. Ask.
No, really.
Simon: Captain... why did you come back for us? Mal: You're on my crew. Simon: Yeah, but you don't even like me. Why'd you come back? Mal: You're on my crew. Why we still talking about this?
'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!
[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.
§ ita § - Jan 03, 2006 12:56:54 pm PST #3048 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Fay - Jan 03, 2006 12:59:17 pm PST #3049 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
A number of animals have corkscrew penises, it makes them easier to store when not in use
...but how...but...I don't...but...
...
...'kay, I'm going to take that on trust, and just not try to visualise it.
I do remember about the unfortunate Banana Slug, though.
It's not really that intriguing if you've spent any time with an elementary school age boy, you'll soon learn that every bit of their humor is based on things produced by the body.
Hmm. I guess that this doesn't crop up quite as often if you're their teacher. Although my wee Mohamed, last year (who was very cute, and had big anger-management issues, and is wanted to be a fashion designer or an assassin when he grows up, and who knew all the lyrics to all but 3 of Britney Spears' songs) used to enjoy telling me that he had a whale (or, on other occasions, a mouse, or a monkey, or an elephant) in his pants. I'm fairly sure that this stemmed from us reading a story about a letter to Greenpeace in which there was a whale in a little girl's pond, but either way I wasn't going to touch this particular conversational gambit with a barge pole.
Steph L. - Jan 03, 2006 1:03:24 pm PST #3050 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Zombie Butts From Uranus
Heh. Heh heh heh. You said "Uranus." t /Butthead
Yes. I am 12.
tommyrot - Jan 03, 2006 1:06:15 pm PST #3051 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Heh. Heh heh heh. You said "Uranus."
I love the Futurama thing where Fry makes a Uranus joke, and everyone looks at him confused. Then Farnsworth explains that astronomers had gotten tired of all the Uranus jokes centuries before, and had changed the name of the planet to Urectum.
sj - Jan 03, 2006 1:11:02 pm PST #3052 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Eek. Dave just called and wanted to know if he could come down here because his meeting was cancelled. I really want to see him, but I have been wallowing today and my apartment is a mess. This is one of those times I am grateful we live 45 minutes apart.
JZ - Jan 03, 2006 1:14:08 pm PST #3053 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Heh. Heh heh heh. You said "Uranus."
Dude, you are so their target audience.
On the one hand, you want to stand up and cheer that the kid is actually deeply absorbed in and enthralled by a book -- but, on the other, it's disheartening to have the kid reject things like The Magic Castle and Half Magic after one chapter and refuse to even crack the cover of Prince Caspian in favor of the 50,000,000th reading of Uranus.
As per example:
As he ran, Zack cursed his luck. All he wanted was a butt that would settle down and just be a butt. A butt that wouldn't embarrass him in public at every possible opportunity. A butt that wouldn't make rude comments whenever he tried to talk to girls. At the very least, he'd settle for a butt that didn't jump off his body and gas cats in the middle of the night.
Rabelais it ain't.
JZ - Jan 03, 2006 1:16:33 pm PST #3054 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
I love the Futurama thing
Say, that reminds me... Tep, as long as you're here -- Zoidberg is MINE. Ta ever so!
Steph L. - Jan 03, 2006 1:17:43 pm PST #3055 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Zoidberg is MINE. Ta ever so!
Suck it, Zahas Smay BITCH!
billytea - Jan 03, 2006 1:19:54 pm PST #3056 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Not. Going. To. Ask.
See, now I hear my older brother saying "Hey, I do my part!"
...but how...but...I don't...but...
Check out a telephone cord, compare the amount of space it takes up when all coiled up to how far it can stretch when called upon. Same principle. (Hee. I'm introducing Fay to phone sex!)
Anne W. - Jan 03, 2006 1:20:02 pm PST #3057 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Although my wee Mohamed, last year (who was very cute, and had big anger-management issues, and is wanted to be a fashion designer or an assassin when he grows up, and who knew all the lyrics to all but 3 of Britney Spears' songs)
That sounds like a movie pitch waiting to happen.