But I would be down with looking at ya! Va-Va-Va-VOOM! Hot Stuff!
Um.... Yeah. Thanks?
(*awk*ward....)
Buffybot ,'Dirty Girls'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
But I would be down with looking at ya! Va-Va-Va-VOOM! Hot Stuff!
Um.... Yeah. Thanks?
(*awk*ward....)
I'll give you geeky--we were watching Blue Harvest on Family Guy last night, and I said, "Oh, they're using the explosion clip from the original release of Star Wars, not from the redone version." And Hubby said, "And did you notice that Han/Peter shot first?"
"Aren't you a little fat for a stormtrooper?"
But with this group, seems ok, no?
Oh Dog... If we start kicking out nerds for being too nerdy, we won't have to worry about naming Natter threads any more.
(*awk*ward....)hey, I'm comfy with my hetero-ness to say your a hottie. Plus, seems you needed some affirmation. Granted, it would probably mean more from one of the fine females of the group... but... well... I dunno.
I'm going to create a diversion now to distract the thread from the awkwardness....
LOOK! OVER THERE!!! -----> umm.. WEATHER!
(damn, that one only works in Southern California where there is no weather)
I see you also looked up 58 on Wikipedia
Lisa, those are really nice shoes... thanks! I'll keep them in mind.
I see you also looked up 58 on Wikipediaya, it was quick. It was easy. What can I say, I'm a male. That's how we roll.
Plus, seems you needed some affirmation. Granted, it would probably mean more from one of the fine females of the group... but... well... I dunno.
A for effort, buddy.
Phone: Happy Monday! *ring*
Me: You know...I can't even think of anything to say.
Phone: Well, after all, how many times can you curse me out for performing a function...the *only* function...for which I was specifically constructed? *ring*
Me: Yeah, I just...it's tiresome.
Phone: Try being me sometime. *ring*
Me: Believe me, as far as monotony in the workplace, you and I are the same.
Phone: We'll compare notes some other time, okay? *ring*
FuckCake O' the Day: Yeah, I'm calling about Other Fuckcake. I'm trying to verify his homeowner's insurance.
Me: What?
FCO'tD: His homeowner's insurance.
Me: We don't do that here.
FCO'tD: Well, he has homeowner's insurance, right?
Me: I have no idea.
FCO'tD: Can't you look it up?
Me: No. We don't do homeowner's insurance.
FCO'tD: Look, he gave me this number. You handle his insurance, right?
Me: We do benefit administration for his workplace, yes.
FCO'tD: His insurance.
Me: Yes, but not homeowner's insurance.
FCO'tD: Well, he gave me this number.
Me: Okay.
FCO'tD: Because you handle his insurance.
Me: We handle the benefits he gets through his work.
FCO'tD: Like homeowner's insurance.
Me: I don't know of any firm on the planet that offers homeowner's insurance as part of their benefit package. Dental, Vision, Health...yes. Homeowner's insurance? No.
FCO'tD: ... Good point.
Me: Thank you.
FCO'tD: *click*
Phone: Fucking moron *dial tone*
Me: Preach it.