Could be lunch.
While I do like goat, I'm uncertain on the testicle part.
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Could be lunch.
While I do like goat, I'm uncertain on the testicle part.
Could be lunch.
Would be soup in Jamaica.
My favorite insult from South Park: "ass spelunker."
I'm uncertain on the testicle part.
Don't knock mannish water until you've tried it.
mannish water
There's a phrase to cojures a number of images, none of them particularly pleasent (por moi, of course).
We could just call him "santorum".
Heh. With bonus bogus Latin!
There's always Lady Whozit to Winston(?) Churchill (or his grandfather): "Sir, if I were your wife I'd poison you." "Madam, if you were my wife, I'd take it."
Nancy Astor to Winston Churchill
Bah. Based on putting together some rumors and bits of information from web sites, I'm pretty sure I didn't get the job I really wanted, though I haven't actually gotten a rejection yet. I did get two other rejections today, though. Also sent out two more applications.
Job hunting is a itchy righteous bitch, Hil.
ION, I am working on grading much faster. I seem to have found my ruthless college prof groove. I was being much too anal about grading grammar errors.
It's SO HARD to not be all "too much feedback grammar geek" on their asses.
But a student turned in a nearly perfect assignment, and I kept shouting "I FUCKIN' LOVE YOU!" as I graded it.
I was being much too anal about grading grammar errors.
UNPOSSIBLE.