Of the three, he's by far the most marryable; and the only question is which of the other two I can chuck furthest.
perzactly.
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.
Of the three, he's by far the most marryable; and the only question is which of the other two I can chuck furthest.
perzactly.
Hmm. Mailing gross things is illegal. Noted.
I think I mentioned this before, but in the summer after I graduated high school I considered sending my ex-girlfriend a mummified cat. I decided not to when I figured she'd realize I was the only person she know who might have access to mummified cats. (Poor kitties got smothered in dry chopped hay.)
But still, a mummified cat would be far less gross than a severed cow's head, in addition to being easier to dispose of.
yoghurt:
I'm with lee.
also:
soccer players, racecar drivers, sailors
F pirates, C cavemen (sorry, Jondalar!), M astronauts
Criminals is stupid....
On the news they commented that the check fraud charges were the only ones possible -- nothing else they did was illegal.
Which somehow cracks me up. And makes me want to (with full permission of the deceased of course) take a fresh corpse on one last joyride.
Jason Michael Fife "understands that in a civilized society a person cannot send a severed cow's head to anybody," said his defense lawyer, Henry Hilles.
Right, you need to deliver a servered cow's head in person to give it that special touch. Bonus points if it turns up in the bed of a sleeping dairy executive.
(sorry, Jondalar!)
Well, he does have the Massive Member, and you don't want to hurt yourself, so chucking is probably the best option.
Oddly enough, the cow-head-mailing guy ended up reconciling with his wife....
F racecar drivers
C soccer players
M sailors
I assume sailors means like yachting or yacht racing and not Navy. And as much as I dig drivers? They seem to make lousy husbands. Why do I feel the need to justify the merely F'ing and not M'ing of racers?
Oddly enough, the cow-head-mailing guy ended up reconciling with his wife....
Maybe it was the dozen roses he had sticking out of the neck stump.