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it is well known that PMS Elle is evil.
I think you'd fit in a 12" or at least a 16" firework mortar
You win this thread because that's most unsettling to even think about.
14:10 - Moarskrillex42: She said something about knowing why I wanted to move to Glasgow when she came in. She plopped down on my bed and told me to go ahead and open it for her.14:11 - Peter5930: So, she thought I was your lover and that I was sending you a box full of sex toys, and that you wanted to move to Glasgow to be with me?
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Quote from: Peter on July 15, 2008, 05:37:36 AM.It's a Catholic approved condom
As many of you know, I had ambitions of finding a simple, uncomplicated part time job after retiring from my “day job”. Unfortunately, as I have gotten a little older, I have become a little less sensitive. So after landing my new job as a Wal-Martgreeter, a good find for many retirees, I lasted less than a day……About two hours into my first day on the job a very loud, unattractive, mean-acting woman walked into the store with her two kids, yelling obscenities at them all the way through the entrance. As I had been instructed, I said pleasantly, ‘Good morning, and welcome to Wal-Mart. Nice children you have there. Are they twins?’ The ugly woman stopped yelling long enough to say, ‘Hell no, they ain’t twins. The oldest one’s 9, and the other one’s 7. Why the hell would you think they’re twins? Are you blind, or just stupid?’ So I replied, ‘I’m neither blind nor stupid, Ma’am, I just couldn’t believe you got laid twice. Have a good day and thank you for shopping at Wal-Mart.’My supervisor said I probably wasn’t cut out for this line of work…….
The Young ProfessorA student comes to a young professor's office hours. She glances down the hall, closes his door, kneels pleadingly."I would do *anything* to pass this exam." She leans closer to him, flips back her hair, gazes meaningfullyinto his eyes."I mean..." she whispers, "...I would do...*anything*."He returns her gaze. "Anything?""*Anything*."His voice softens. "*Anything*??""*Anything*."His voice turns to a whisper. "Would you...*study*?"
QuoteThe Young ProfessorA student comes to a young professor's office hours. She glances down the hall, closes his door, kneels pleadingly."I would do *anything* to pass this exam." She leans closer to him, flips back her hair, gazes meaningfullyinto his eyes."I mean..." she whispers, "...I would do...*anything*."He returns her gaze. "Anything?""*Anything*."His voice softens. "*Anything*??""*Anything*."His voice turns to a whisper. "Would you...*study*?"
You'll never self-actualize the subconscious canopy of stardust with that attitude.
But...would you?
This is just about my favorite XKCD ever.
Quote from: Peter on July 10, 2008, 07:46:09 PMThe ketchup misunderstanding.Sorry, I don't speak German.
The ketchup misunderstanding.