son of the isolated blurts thread!

Hmmm I would have gone more with "tassel" or "seersucker" as opposed to diamond.

Business meeting! Yuck! I'd much rather be arranging my closet or trying to talk myself out of buying both a rug and a chair for my bedroom (or ya know, shopping for both those things online).


Teabagging for Jesus. That is fuckin funny, E.
 
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All I can say is that I've classed up this shithole. I'll call it the diamond era of Lit.


You do class the joint up.

You are to Lit, what the Male Indian Peacock is to pheasants.

FA-BOO-LISH!
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My phone just tried to autocorrect "fuckstick" to "duck stick." Yeah, iPhone, that's much better.


I think they mean the same thing, only one denotes a camouflage wearing, ZZ Top-beard bearing, cousin kissing, mouth-breathin', duck-call making twat-waffle.

The other not so much.
 
Okay, I had to go find this boobies vs. vajayjay thread, didn't know it existed. Okay, then. You know, boobs are much prettier in my opinion.

I was definitely referring to whatever QJ is going on about. Ugh.

Amazing how I knew it would be one of those two! :D I would have to agree with your assessment of boobies, however both have their endearments. I'm just glad to be invited to the party. :nana::nana::p


As ed would say, QJ is a twat-waffle! :D:D
 
Hmm. You know me pretty well, then. :) I rarely get all hot and bothered over trolls, but I also know nothing good comes from posting on that thread. Wait...there was some talk of spankings.

It is hard not to get all hot and bothered by those with the audacity to come into "our house" and crap on the floor. The problem is, rebuking them tends to only make them crap even more. Leave a troll alone and they tend to go away, unless they're the fat walrus type. :rolleyes::D
 
Is this the suitcase made out of whale foreskin?

I simply cannot work today. I can't. I keep trying and everything is distracting me. Huh, would probably help if I PUT DOWN THE IPAD. Probably not going to happen.
 
sometimes, i like to bump random threads just for the hell of it.

this is such a time.

happy weekend everyone!


ed
 
Chocolate cake with chocolate sauce, chocolate ice cream and whipped cream... :heart:

Fasting starting with sunday LOL
 
*throws shit around*

Ah you must have been in the basement of my former dwelling. There was plenty of shit to be found there courtesy of the french drain. ICK! I swear I have the plague, hanta virus, and TB from living in that house.

The new place is just blowing out my knees but so much nicer. Wrestling the 10 speed bike upstairs to put on the balcony for safe keeping was a bit of a struggle. I think I may be officially crippled.
 
Oh no. I hope you didn't have to clean that (shit) up!!! *gag*

I'll never live in a dwelling with stairs for that very reason. My knees would not cope at all. Plus, I'm the laziest bitch you'll ever meet. :D

I'm not going to clean it up again. Mr. former landlord can kiss my ass.

The new place is on the third floor. It has been a week, and I can already see a difference in my ass. It's enforced exercise if I want to get home, and saving me money on groceries since I don't want to carry the bastards upstairs so for once I'm only buying what I need. This was probably one of the better choices I've made. lol.

Now, if I could just win the damn lottery and get my love life straightened out, I'd be golden.
 
But... did you get the damn cat?!

No! Cat is bought and paid for--an exorbitant sum for a rescue cat at that--but I can't pick her up for 2 weeks. They have to spay her first. I said, have my own vet, I would much rather take her, have her fixed, and then have the vet send you a confirmation like the Humane Society used to do it. (I volunteered there for a while.) They said no.

I'm concerned they will fix the wrong cat, kill her in the process, or give her a nose job instead of a spay because they so fucking disorganized.

I would have scrapped the whole thing--but my son is in love with this lil cat so I'm stuck. He wants to name her Douglas. *sigh*
 
I think I may be officially crippled.

I prescribe a long, hot soak in an epsom salt bath. Plus a huge ass glass of wine. Might not totally cure what ails you, but for the time you're in the bath, you won't care as much!

Take care of yourself, Minxy!:rose:
 
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