Bitches:
Hec: I'd never fuck citrus.
Burrell: I think I just encountered my new limit for TMI.
Billytea: I think my limit would be if he listed conditions under which he would.
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Bitches:
Hec: I'd never fuck citrus.
Burrell: I think I just encountered my new limit for TMI.
Billytea: I think my limit would be if he listed conditions under which he would.
in Bitches, Trudy's follow-up to the above:
I'm wondering about other categories of fruit myself. "Citrus" is very specific.
Trudy, in Bitches:
Sorry about that. Calli. Didn't mean to make you menstruate.
In Natter, a marvellous juxtaposition of two conversations:
Laura: Florida has rats. They love the citrus. Don't think we have plague.
erikaj: I guess they figure you can handle that yourself. Or have an EBay account.
Dude, total accident. And I fixed it too! No fair! But I won't really complain, being a COMM Companion.
ita:
Montreal has been colonized by a community of snotty and aggressive fluffy tailed rodents.
billytea:
Separatist Francophones? (I have a mental picture of them smoking Gauloises and complaining about American rodent culture.)
t illicit natter
So did anyone point out to Hec that Oranges are Not the Only Fruit? (And are you aware that 'lemon' is northern English slang for 'lesbian'?)
t /illicit natter
Or the book Lemon.
(And are you aware that 'lemon' is northern English slang for 'lesbian'?)
And Australian, apparently, too; so those skanky Diet Coke with Lemon can seem, depending on yr region, really a lot more fun than they actually are.
Penny B., in Bitches:
in the Vogue universe, people apparently spend my annual salary on a party dress. I assume this is their way of including fiction.
JZ in F2F Planning:
Given the actual physical construction of the human face (not to mention the limits to the stretchiness of the human mouth), I'm having difficulty imagining a 5-way non-avatar French kiss. Unless it involves lots of winches and pulleys and some gigantic multi-level trapeze device that allows some people to just sort of hover.
Quite the feat of engineering if someone can pull it off, but avatar-tonguing does seem at least marginally less hazardous.