We're still working on a plan, but so far it involves being sent to prison and becoming somebody's bitch.

Fred ,'Just Rewards (2)'


Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork  

Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.


DavidS - Apr 29, 2011 6:08:03 pm PDT #6066 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

There are so many unfortunate things about this picture I don't know where to begin.

What the hell is that basset hound chewing on? It looks like a dildo.


DavidS - Apr 29, 2011 6:08:57 pm PDT #6067 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

I also find it hard to believe the adorable toddler in that picture speaks Farsi and works with SEALs and has been to Afghanistan and all over the Middle East.

He was born to kickass and speak Farsi.


shrift - Apr 29, 2011 6:09:02 pm PDT #6068 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

How does that happen? Are you breasts morphing or something?

They're just like Power Rangers that way.

There's little variety available to women of a very full figure, David. At a certain band and/or cup size, you may have only a handful of bras to try in the entire store, and they're usually plain and boring, and like strapping a battleship to your bosom.

Now that my band size is smaller, the store has a lot more variety available in my size.


Consuela - Apr 29, 2011 6:09:09 pm PDT #6069 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix

It's a boring weekend for me: family and maybe some writing. Tomorrow I sit with my Mom while my Dad goes walking, and I have the rest of the day off (unless my friend J wants to go climbing). And then Sunday is running, then climbing, then pick up the folks and go to San Jose for my niece's 3-year birthday party.

We have been told not to bring gifts--apparently they have too much crap already.

My life is pretty dull, and yet busy. How did that happen?


Gudanov - Apr 29, 2011 6:10:10 pm PDT #6070 of 30001
Coding and Sleeping

I think the basset hound was chewing on a bottle of lotion, which, yeah, doesn't make a lot of sense either.


DavidS - Apr 29, 2011 6:13:21 pm PDT #6071 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

There's little variety available to women of a very full figure, David. At a certain band and/or cup size, you may have only a handful of bras to try in the entire store, and they're usually plain and boring, and like strapping a battleship to your bosom.

I thought you could solve this problem by going to Nordstrom and letting a middle aged woman (Russian in my imagination) grope you. She herself is built like a battleship and intones in a dreadful voice: "It must be done."


DavidS - Apr 29, 2011 6:14:52 pm PDT #6072 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

I think the basset hound was chewing on a bottle of lotion, which, yeah, doesn't make a lot of sense either.

Considering that dogs-of-today contentedly chew on rawhides made out of smoked bull penis, I'm thinking that dildos make more sense.


Polter-Cow - Apr 29, 2011 6:18:09 pm PDT #6073 of 30001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Senior year in college

You still look like that, megan!

Me at age 10, winner of the Jodie Foster Lookalike contest.

You look like Emmett!


DavidS - Apr 29, 2011 6:19:24 pm PDT #6074 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

You look like Emmett!

Emmett looks like Jodie Foster!

Okay, actually he doesn't.

You still look like that, megan!

This is true. You look pretty much the same.


shrift - Apr 29, 2011 6:21:12 pm PDT #6075 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty

I thought you could solve this problem by going to Nordstrom

And I'm just saying, not even Nordstrom has a ton of stuff in stock when you've got knockers that precede you into a room without the aid of a corset.