Not anymore. I got rid of my last pair when we moved.
Jayne: There's times I think you don't take me seriously. I think that ought to change. Mal: Do you think it's likely to?
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
Aims - May 27, 2010 11:23:41 am PDT #20569 of 30000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Toddson - May 27, 2010 11:24:33 am PDT #20570 of 30000
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
well, I'm off to see the dentist ... thanks for the advice!
Daisy Jane - May 27, 2010 11:24:48 am PDT #20571 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
It's more like hooge vaj
Shir - May 27, 2010 11:25:24 am PDT #20572 of 30000
"And that's why God Almighty gave us fire insurance and the public defender".
Thanks, DJ!
Polter-Cow - May 27, 2010 11:26:49 am PDT #20573 of 30000
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Thank You-Kosonom (long o's) No Hungarian- Nem Myga-rule Do you speak English?- Bezel Angalule Good day- You-oh napote
Ha, nice. I'll ask you in September.
Daisy Jane - May 27, 2010 11:27:33 am PDT #20574 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I could be wrong, but quick googling says I'm probably right. It's spelled Hogy vagy.
ChiKat - May 27, 2010 11:33:15 am PDT #20575 of 30000
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
It's more like hooge vaj
I am 12.
Toddson - May 27, 2010 11:34:08 am PDT #20576 of 30000
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
so am I
Vortex - May 27, 2010 11:34:37 am PDT #20577 of 30000
"Cry havoc and let slip the boobs of war!" -- Miracleman
Not anymore. I got rid of my last pair when we moved.
Saints be praised.
Daisy Jane - May 27, 2010 11:47:01 am PDT #20578 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Oh, no. I remember learning that phrase because I too, am twelve. Between that and "good day" sounding a lot like "you-on-the-pot" my husband and I pretty much snickered the whole time during my prep for the trip.