In Natter:
Hec: What's everybody's plan to be non-sedentary today?
erika: Um, plan for not being sedentary? Fuck... I don't know...The Rapture?
Early ,'Objects In Space'
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In Natter:
Hec: What's everybody's plan to be non-sedentary today?
erika: Um, plan for not being sedentary? Fuck... I don't know...The Rapture?
In Natter, msbelle:
I really do not understand why a cover letter that states: "I can do what is required for this job or learn it in a very short amount of time. I am responsible, I am diligent, and I am dependable. Hire My Ass." is not ok. Why it is has to be all " in my previous role as a blah blah blah I shamalama ding donged and frilly frally froo frooed. My experience with thingamajigs and hoo hoos appears to be a match for the skills you are looking for in the position of dilly dally mcdagaler."
Zenkitty: I should do my taxes before I lose my W-2.
I feel as if that could be any of a number of us...
Tommyrot in Natter:
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night
not quite alive, you see
Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead"
"Yes I died" said he
"I became a zombie"
And standing there as big as life
and chewing on his eye.
Says Joe "What they can never kill
went on to terrorize,
went on to BRAINS! BRAINS! BRAINS!"
Scrappy, gettin her terms right in Natter:
I think donating sperm is considered onanous, rather than onerous.
Hil R. in Bitches:
There are several bars downtown closing today because they don't want to deal with the drunk people. Something has gone too far when bars are shutting down to avoid drunk people.
in Natter:
Hil R. - Dogs went to church?
Gudanov - I assume that's before they knew that all dogs go the heaven anyways.
Connie Neil, in Bitches:
So I'm looking at one of my favorite Scandinavia and the World comics, about the penis museum in Iceland.
I'm looking at the last panel, where Iceland is showing off his lamp made from testicles. My phone rings, and I say "Company Name Te--"
And my tongue locks up, because my brain just realized I was about to say "Testicle Support."
Regarding Tom paying off his mortgage...
Theo at least put the money you were putting into the mortgage toward other things!
Tom Scola HOOKER AND BLOW!!!
DavidS in Bitches:
I think that's the kind of behavior one can expect from somebody named Uncle Dickhead