What's that joke about southerners and orgys and thank-you notes? And what the hell is it from?
It was funny.
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What's that joke about southerners and orgys and thank-you notes? And what the hell is it from?
It was funny.
What's that joke about southerners and orgys and thank-you notes? And what the hell is it from?
Q: Why doesn't the Junior League have orgies?
A: Too many thank-you notes.
I asked The Boy if you send invitations to orgies and he said of course you do, for quality control purposes.
You should totally take Ava.
And I think you should send invitations for an orgy, so you can cater for them properly.
Flipness aside, I would consider wearing a corset to a wedding. Then again, my family eschews the only-the-bride-wears-write rule. But I think it worked out cute.
That was pretty much my thought, Tep. And today, you would need a STI screen, and possibly a psych eval...and SO much money for condoms, sex toys, and wine and drugs (what, you think I'm going to an orgy SOBER? Ha.)
I'm exhausted thinking about it. I think I'll stay home with a bottle of wine and my husband. Even a threesome sounds tiring!
Is that your dad, ita? I esp. like the tiny white flowers in the background. (Although it would be more awesome if he was wearing a white corset...)
he said "You could bring Ava!" (That is his name when he's cross-dressed.)
YES. THIS. I would totally love it if someone brought a cross dressed date to my wedding. As a matter of fact, there will be at least one drag queen. She will be doing my hair.
Oh DO take Ava!
Ugh. I picked up ND from the doctors office today, and got to see him and his staples. Pix was on her way to pick up Barb, and I had to come back to Burbank to walk and pet sit my friends' beagle. I was going to back and see Pix and meet Barb, but since I got here, I've been feeling gassy and crampy, and now I'm all refluxy. I took a half-assed nap, and had some antacid, but I still feel borderline pukey.
Or I vote for the Old Spice Man clad in towel, making tea, listening to me bitch, and then saying crazy things about what we will do to my boss and how he will make me feel better.
We need to have him read smites aloud. This would make them infinitely more satisfying.
Dear Stomach of Sean:
BeHAVE!
Thanks awfully, me
Sean, I think we got different strains of the same bug. Although, I did come home, take another dayquil, eat a small dinner, and pass out. Feeling a bit better, but the drip is still there, and hard to swallow.
ION- I'm watching the Interpreter with Nicole Kidman. She has this hair style that drapes in front of one eye sometimes. And the edits are annoying me because second tuft of hair in her eyes. Next second, behind her ear. Next second, back in her face. I just want to take some shears and trim those few bangs!