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We’re sporting a whopping -11.2 of your crazy Farenheits. I’m pretty sure my extremeties are frozen into icecicles. I’m contemplating whether or not to put hot coal down my trousers the next time I leave my appartment.
I’m pretty sure I aced it, when is the winner announced ? And what is the first prize ? A diesel fueled seesaw ? With pinstripes !
"girl" wrote:Men’s boxer briefs on the other hand are evil. It’s like trying to get into Fort Knox.Yes, the kind of Fort Knox where the gold tries to escape from its confinements.
"girl" wrote:"Robert" wrote:What’s all this shouting ? We’ll have no trouble hereAnd this is why I love you. So much so that I want to hire you to be part of the Girl’s House of Corrections team. I’ll start you out on a managerial position! You’ll be in charge of the books and giving me tongue baths.
Will I get a jumpsuit with my name on the back ?
Also, I’ve never tried the managerial position before, so you’ll have to teach me that one."tonas" wrote:Might I add that we should also have a thong/t back slinging championship, why stop at only bras?Come off it, nobody uses panties anymore, I mean why should they ? So we would have to aquire said garments just for the sake of sportmanship. And that, my friend, sounds an awful lot like work.
No, I think we should stick to the bra slinging, and by we I mean you guys, I’ll be the referee in top hat and knickerbockers. Tally-ho !"essgee09" wrote:If bra slinging does`nt get Robert back here,I don`t know what willMe neither. It would take some sort of force field powered by iguanas bouncing superballs on the bald heads of nuclear powered Tibetian Monks to keep me away from such a spectacle.
That, or someone tying my shoe laces together in one of those knots that’s super hard to untie and then tickling me when I try to untie them.
Also, when is the freakscene bra slinging championship ? And what is the record ? 47 centimetres, two hogshead and a shepherds pie ?
These are questions that needs to be answered. With gusto.Not a town at all, 60km from the nearest town, smack in the middle of a forest. Bliss. But now, now it’s time for rum and rock.
Snow. And for the first time in years I’m snowed in. Since christmas eve we’ve had close to 30 inches of snow, the result being that literally my whole family(aunts, uncles, cousins, mother, father, sister etc,) is snowed in. I took a trip on my snowmobile today, to see how far Mr Plow had gotten, and I had to drive 35 kilometres before I hit a road that had been plowed.
I was supposed to head back to the city today, but I’m guessing that the road won’t be opened before sunday evening. To top it off, the snow has demolished the cellphone coverage. Everything is so peaceful and quiet. Playing in the snow, having huge fires in the fireplaces, eating and playing games. Life is good.Weird christmas cards. Motorcycles that are cows. And cows that are motorcycles. Let’s not forget Santa in fully fledged Conan gear. In 18 hours there will be presents. I am really pleased with the gifts I bought this year.
"girl" wrote:"journeys" into the forests.
I wish Homer would crash one of those hippie fests and give them a proper lecture, all while carrying Mark Hamill around on his shoulders.Not showering with any hippies at all is something I’m pretty grateful for. Also, I’m quite astounded by the fact that hippie boys apparently shower. I’ve never figured hygiene as high on their priority list.
"girl" wrote:Robert.I’m not even going to say anything more. I’m just going to say your name and give you a stern look. A look that tells you to prepare to make contact with linoleum.
To quote our friend J.
Hey, I live for that look
Hey, was that all it took
Spatula at the ready. Linguini.I know ! And let me tell you, linguini withdrawel sucks. Big time. I want to lure linguini to come visit me, and then just eat and eat and eat it out all day. There might be some spatula action as well.
"essgee09" wrote:If I had a mafia name,it would be Guido LinguiniWould you look the part
