What's pickle loaf? It sounds horrible.
It truly is.
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.
What's pickle loaf? It sounds horrible.
It truly is.
Megan, I've just checked and the first three are in the right order, and then it looks random. Here's the order they should be in:
The Nigerian Job
The Home Coming Job
The Wedding Job
The Snow Job
The Mile High Job
The Two Horse Job
The Miracle Job
The Stork Job
The Bank Shot Job
The Juror #6 Job
The Twelve Step Job
The First David Job
The Second David Job
It's fun TV.
I just always thought it would be wrong to accept the drink if I wasn't even considering it.
The whole concept of "buying a woman I just met a drink in the hopes of sleeping with her" has always seemed weird to me. Which is probably why I've never tried it.
Urban Decay's 24/7 eyeliner is made of AWESOME.
It truly is.
Which is probably why I've never tried it.
See, if you'd just come offstage in ninety-whatever and tried it with me...
My mom just joined Facebook. Now that will keep me from posting any unwise status updates.
Thanks ita, I've marked that in case the first three work out.
What's pickle loaf? It sounds horrible.
Basically bologna-like lunchmeat with little bits of sweet pickle and pepper scattered through it. The prepackaged stuff in supermarkets is heinous, but I like some fresh deli varieties.
See, if you'd just come offstage in ninety-whatever and tried it with me...
Heh. Although I suspect the "just coming offstage" part might have been tricky for me....
I did have a guy offer to buy me a drink once. So I said OK. Then he asked me if I'd slow-dance with him, and I said no. (I suggest he ask my friend, who was gay. But then my friend got mad at me for that.)
He never got me that drink. What seemed weird to me is this wasn't even at a gay bar.
My mom just joined Facebook. Now that will keep me from posting any unwise status updates.
Parents on Facebook really cramp one's style. As do 12 y-old nephews --he's the primary reason I don't swear a blue streak on there.