how-in-the-hell-do-I-shut-this-down sense.
Stage a mock conversation on your cell and threaten to castrate someone?
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
how-in-the-hell-do-I-shut-this-down sense.
Stage a mock conversation on your cell and threaten to castrate someone?
Oh dear, sara. Disengage! Disengage!
Or what Kristen said.
Matt--the BF adores churrascaria (or as we refer to it "The Meat") and organized a lunch at new place that just opened with a group of friends today. They were there two hours and enjoyed eating of The Meat.
I love the idea of churrascaria, but can't really eat enough to make it worth the price.
Thanks, sara. They're especially cute now because they are ASLEEP and therefore, less evil.
This is why I take so long to get to know my neighbors.
Understandable. I'd start picking my nose in front of him or something. It's crude, but effective.
Me neither, that's why BF tends to plan excursions while I'm at work.
I love the idea of churrascaria, but can't really eat enough to make it worth the price.
We go to a place when we're in Vegas. It makes it super special and worth the price. And of course, the meat is tasty.
That's too fucking weird. I was going to come here and ask for recommendations for good LA Brazilian food.
Is that place pricey? Looks like it might be.
Sara, if you need me to come over and be odd, you'd only need to spring for plane fare. I'd bring my own weapons. Oh, and you should have bail money on hand, just in case.
Satisfaction guaranteed!
Now I am laughing at myself, because I just thought, Ooh! I'm going to Vegas next week! And L loves churrascaria! Oh. But K, in whose honor we are all going, is a vegetarian. So maybe we shouldn't bring her to The Meat.
I love the idea of churrascaria, but can't really eat enough to make it worth the price.
Thankfully (or perhaps unfortunately) this never seems to be a problem for me. I guarantee that I don't leave a churrascaria without steak of greater value than the price I paid inside me.