(it is intersting when you're out with Cass and some guy oggles her ass. on the one hand it's "hey, buddy, eyes back in the sockets" on the other, you sorta can't blame him)
My ass has been oggled? Was he cute?
Yay the T dot!
I am heading that direction... Does that count for anything?
But T dot? Huh the what?
It's like you reached inside my brain and grabbed every diet pitfall I own.
ETA: Thanks!
Damn steroids indeed, but are they at least helping you breathe and keeping you from more ER visits?
Also -- Ooh! Cadbury eggs are on the shelves already? Must hit the candy aisle at the drugstore on the way home tonight.
Ooh! Cadbury eggs are on the shelves already?
They are! Dave got me one for Valentine's Day because he knows I love them. And, now I really want one.
In 1814 we took a little trip. Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip'. We took a little bacon and we took a little beans, And we caught the bloody British near the town of New Orleans.
My ass has been oggled? Was he cute?
Yep. And for a handful of pesos you likely could have had him AND his friend.
But
noooooo,
it was all "we have to
leave
now" and "you are
not
allowed back here" and "wah wah wah that's a
felony....
"
But T dot? Huh the what?
Toronto often gets referred to by locals as T.O. for Toronto, Ontario. For nigh on a generation, it has sufficed to call the town, Tee-Oh, as a result. But you know them gorram keeds, everything's gotta be JLo or BenJen or something. Therefore, "the Tee-dot".
rassenfrassen, offa my, et cetera.
Them gorram keeds also call Atlanta "the A-T-L." That's the frelling airport designation, not the name of a city. I seem to be alone among my friends in my crankiness about this, though.