Scrappy, gettin her terms right in Natter:
I think donating sperm is considered onanous, rather than onerous.
If you want me to leave, you can put your hands on my hot, tight little body and make me.
Spike ,'Get It Done'
Coffee On My Monitor Again
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Burrell - Feb 25, 2011 5:26:19 pm PST #625 of 1328
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
WindSparrow - Feb 26, 2011 10:07:58 am PST #626 of 1328
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
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.
tiggy - Mar 02, 2011 6:22:34 am PST #627 of 1328
I do believe in killing the messenger, you know why? Because it sends a message. ~ Damon Salvatore
in Natter:
Hil R. - Dogs went to church?
Gudanov - I assume that's before they knew that all dogs go the heaven anyways.
WindSparrow - Mar 03, 2011 6:44:39 pm PST #628 of 1328
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
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."
SuziQ - Mar 04, 2011 5:08:08 am PST #629 of 1328
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
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!!!
Laura - Mar 05, 2011 2:05:34 pm PST #630 of 1328
Our wings are not tired.
DavidS in Bitches:
I think that's the kind of behavior one can expect from somebody named Uncle Dickhead
Scrappy - Mar 06, 2011 8:40:00 am PST #631 of 1328
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Zenkitty hilariously in Bitches:
I am such a shitty gardener, you'd think I could fertilize with my mere presence.
Pix - Mar 06, 2011 10:22:43 am PST #632 of 1328
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
In Goodbye and Good Riddance, this made me laugh and get allergies:
Erin: (After describing Shir’s awesome Slacker Santa gift) Rav todot, havera sheli! Toda raba. (Did I get the Hebrew right? I didn't call you a fish, or a perfume bottle or something, did I?)
Shir: …The Hebrew is fine, I think (if it's supposed to be "thank you very much, my friend! Thank you"). I'm always touched when people who aren't speaking Hebrew are trying to translate things into it. It's fucking hard to get anything right.
Erin: The last part was supposed to be "you are very kind" but at least it wasn't "your mother was a llama" so it's good!
Shir: What do you mean, my mother was not a llama?!
Erin: OMG, you were NEVER TO KNOW! I am living in shame that I have revealed your dark family secret!
Shir: Llamas and secrets and lies! Evil lies!
Erin: That's family for you...
Shir: t Tucklehugz Erin That's family for me.
hippocampus - Mar 07, 2011 9:00:30 am PST #633 of 1328
not your mom's socks.
On how to price publishing advice services, in bitches.
Steph L.: I thought about that, but I'm not sure how much of a fee I can charge for punching authors in the head.
DavidS - Mar 09, 2011 5:18:46 pm PST #634 of 1328
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
In Natter, amych scores on the putback...
Ginger: We used to speculate that the Vanderbilt squirrels, isolated on a tree-filled campus surrounded by lethal streets. They had no fear. Once I was between a tree and the garbage can a squirrel was jumping to. The squirrel landed in my cleavage.
DavidS: Oh, Ginger. You're like a like vortex of chaos generation. Which is really not your nature so I'm assuming it's weird physics.
Ginger: I didn't mention I was taking a milkshake to my sick roommate, so I ended up with a chest covered with tiny scratches and my clothes covered with milkshake.
amych: There's your problem. Your milkshake brought all the rodents to the yard.