Oh yeah. "Can I just give you a blanket no??"
If you take sexual advantage of her, you're going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters and people who talk at the theater.
Book ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 71: Someone is wrong on the Internet
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.
Jesse - Jan 24, 2013 1:19:58 pm PST #8872 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Lee - Jan 24, 2013 1:21:49 pm PST #8873 of 30001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I kind of miss being able to donate blood. Not that I did it enough when I could, but it makes me oddly sad that I can't.
shrift - Jan 24, 2013 1:29:28 pm PST #8874 of 30001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I'd like to donate blood now that I can, but after my traumatic experience with a mobile blood drive, my blood pressure has been too high the last two times I've tried.
flea - Jan 24, 2013 1:42:50 pm PST #8875 of 30001
information libertarian
Gah! Children! "Mom, the sausages in this soup look like Dillo's penis when you pull the foreskin back." Yeah, have fun eating the rest of dinner, everyone.
§ ita § - Jan 24, 2013 1:48:17 pm PST #8876 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Never been able to give blood in the US, and it does make me sad. I was a regular donor in Canada until the rules came down.
I do hate trying to drill home to nurses why I don't need to pee on a stick, and the fact that the best way to convince my bladder to shut its doors is to put me in a hospital bed (I've gone a day without agitas) please, for god's sake understand that I would probably poke a penis with a stick if I saw one in a room with me, just to remind myself of their range of responses outside fic.
I know people lie, and people can be mistaken, but I'm really not people.
Sleep doc's office called to tell me that by the time they tried to refill my meds in December, someone else had. I asked what the reasons were for the three months before that when they wouldn't re-up, but she got kinda vague and hung up.
I don't get people. I'm cranky, I'm achy, my stomach tells me its hungry but when I feed it it's bitching...I want to curl up in a ball and get my back rubbed--my entire spine aches blossoming in my skull...
But we are deploying this weekend. Starting 9AM Saturday through 7PM, and then 0AM Sunday through 8AM. Whoopee!
Yeah, maybe a lie-down would be good.
DavidS - Jan 24, 2013 1:57:54 pm PST #8877 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
"Mom, the sausages in this soup look like Dillo's penis when you pull the foreskin back."
Circumcise or never eat soup again. Your choice, parents.
§ ita § - Jan 24, 2013 2:11:19 pm PST #8878 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Does that mean when one pulls the foreskin back, or are all of you pulling his foreskin back in different ways?
brenda m - Jan 24, 2013 2:14:21 pm PST #8879 of 30001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Circumcise or never eat soup again. Your choice, parents.
Circumcising just gets you to the same place faster.
DavidS - Jan 24, 2013 2:17:58 pm PST #8880 of 30001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Beanie weenies will never be the same.
Jesse - Jan 24, 2013 2:25:36 pm PST #8881 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Um, you guys didn't know that sausages look like penises sometimes?