Discussion in 'Love & Lifestyles' started by Professur, Oct 6, 2004.
Feeling better yet?
Just wait til you shit.
I for one will be holding my breath.
I think I heard and explosion......
Oh please. My ass is completely under control. Unfortunately, guess what's in the lunch box again today. I think the missus is trying to tell me something.
And Nix, Tonks has it right about the teabags. And I've no clue how many are left, but it's still the same bag of 100.
I think you need to ask the misses what's up. Is she trying to torture you slowly? Have you done something wrong that you don't remember???? With all these spices in your system, I don't know how much longer you'll be able to keep your ass in control.
I think she might be toughening me up for Tonks' cooking.
That could be the case as well! She needs to get your taste buds ready. So are your eyeballs sweating again?
Yup, and they're not the only ones.
*pause for the grimace*
Hey, you said it, not me, I can't be to blame.
Oh, silly me. I thought you meant everyone else's eyeballs were sweating too as an aftermath of the massive fart you let out. My bad.
*oriental* Yes, you very bad. You bad like egg.
so you are high pressure shincter testing....glad I moved
I think these fucking things are breeding in my cupboard. Where the hell do they keep coming from? I know damn well I didn't buy it, but there it is, right where my lunch is supposed to be.
It's the attack of the spicy soup!
No, you just pissed off the wife somehow.
Hey, that was sympathetic before.
HL, she hasn't been home in three weeks. Can't be her unless she's perfected the teleporter.
If you pissed her off, I ain't counting her out.
I dunno how to not piss her off.
I feel your pain.
so she is away, meaning you pack your own lunch....(which maybe you do when she is there too)
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