I've heard rumours that the psyche was involved in a woman's orgasm.
'Ariel'
Natter 42, the Universe, and Everything
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, flaming otters, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I'm thinking I may eventually need to change my username here. But I know not to what. I also don't really want to do that.
Does anyone know how long it would take for a page to be gone from google's cache?
Are they traditionally microwavable? I don't have one of those newfangled beasties.
TV dinners take as long as cooking something real, if you don't have a microwave. I mean, aside from the prep, but still.
And you people need to brush up on your reading comprehension. It wasn't the waxing that gave her an orgasm, but sex after the waxing. Some guys are really into the bare look.
I've gotten some TV dinners that needed stovetop cooking. Usually pasta and shrimp dishes are quite safe (if pedestrian flavor-wise), and chicken tends to be hit-or-miss. I don't think I've ever gotten an edible red meat dinner, though.
Does anyone know how long it would take for a page to be gone from google's cache?
No, but the times I needed my stuff to disappear, it seemed like a week or so.
I've gotten some TV dinners that needed stovetop cooking. Usually pasta and shrimp dishes are quite safe (if pedestrian flavor-wise), and chicken tends to be hit-or-miss. I don't think I've ever gotten an edible red meat dinner, though.
I stay away from the ones with rice, because I don't like the texture of rice that's been frozen.
Call me skeptible.
It can feel way, way, way different.
Or so I've heard.
So, remember the multi-lingual danger messages on the hand cream here? I accidentally got some on my lips, and I think it is poison after all. Damn!
Farewell, sweet Jesse! It was wonderful while it lasted.
Work is weird.
Farewell, sweet Jesse! It was wonderful while it lasted.
Hold on, if the hand cream doesn't have dimethicone or glyceryl stearate, then she might pull through. Don't count your cowgirls before they corpsify.