Why on earth wouldn't twins count? That's just dumb.
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
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.
Can you disengage ita? I don't think he's worth the bother.
Twins is basically the same as masturbating, that's why.
....Right?
Maybe because twins is a particular fantasy for some? But really, there's no working with that kind of loosey-goosey logic.
I keep meaning to post about something else but keep returning to the incest. Yesterday Franny came home wanting to adopt a chinchilla for a pet. Oy! That's not an easy pet to keep right? le sigh.
Jesse WINS.
His response to me was "your examples were mostly twins, so they don't count."
Eww. I got nothing. He's nuts.
Burrell, chinchillas are... moderate-maintenance, I think? I was just reading an article about them a couple of weeks ago. They're happy in cages as long as you give them something to climb, they can tolerate and thrive in cooler temperatures than some other small pets, which makes them ideal for drafty foggy SF apartments, and they also live about 20 years, which is either high-maintenance (long time commitment) or low-maintenance (if you're a parent, it gives you a decent chance of dodging the Why Pets Suffer and Die discussion with your child until after the child is old enough to withstand the shock).
I desperately (stupidly) want groundhogs. We have two in the hill outside our building, now named Lefty and Righty thanks to Sara, and they're the cutest. things. ever. Watching them run is HYSTERICAL, mostly because they are completely ungraceful but not slow.
They pop up out of their burrow from time to time and graze or stroll or, you know, occasionally gallop, and they sit up on their haunches sometimes to sniff the breeze. We rarely see them together, so I'm guessing they take turns guarding the homefront.
Every time I see them I get "I'm all right ..." playing in my head, too.
t /Caddyshack
Yeah, I'm backing out. He doesn't like reading or thinking or reality, so we don't have much in common.
Now I'm visualising him as 13 and wrecked. "MOOOOOOOOOOOM, someone on the internet told me that incest!" Poor dear. It's all so shocking out here.