I've stood next to many a carcass. Never had the urge to climb inside one. So unless I'm trapped in an icy wasteland with Han Solo or Benton Fraser, I doubt it'll ever happen.
You'd climb into Han Solo's carcass? Ew.
'Sleeper'
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.
I've stood next to many a carcass. Never had the urge to climb inside one. So unless I'm trapped in an icy wasteland with Han Solo or Benton Fraser, I doubt it'll ever happen.
You'd climb into Han Solo's carcass? Ew.
Oatmeal cookies are not oatmeal. They're cookies!
contentedly chews on the bit of Nestle's crunch bar back in Hec's direction and contemplates another bit to go with the diet Coke
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Molly Ivins on the state of laws against sex toys in Texas. [link] Hilarious, but not safe for work, unless you work at a Pleasure Emporium. (Clicking the link is pretty safe, running the video is not.)
You'd climb into Han Solo's carcass? Ew.
I doubt there'd be enough room inside Han Solo for me, but if I had to gut him and wear him like a flesh suit to survive...
I doubt there'd be enough room inside Han Solo for me, but if I had to gut him and wear him like a flesh suit to survive...
Wouldn't it be better to start with the Wookie?
Oatmeal cookies are not oatmeal. They're cookies!
Made of Oatmeal!
You could gut Han and wear him like a flesh suit, and then gut a Wookie and wear it like a flesh coat. Or a fur coat.
If it was really cold.
They're cookies!
Cookies made of oatmeal. Not that I'm disputing your judgement, my instinct is the same and I will have to look elsewhere for cookie eating validation. Eta: Frank knows!
This post is not coming from inside a carcass.
Molly Ivins on the state of laws against sex toys in Texas."Whereas, if you have five or fewer [dildos], you are merely a hobbyist."
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