TSCLT 7.0: Hemis, Harleys, Hooters-n-Harridans

[Wat_Tyler]

Yes, I do. Did. She walked up to the table bearing menus.


The other was when she walked away.


I managed to avoid injuring my neck and falling out of my chair.


She did have a couple of dumb tats . . . .

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Somewhere, a girl rolled her eyes and intoned, "Mom!"

Hey, Mom got new tits!!!





At least she didn't go . . .


wait for it . . .


MOOO000ooo . . . .

 

[SpeareChucker]

You know how I feel.

Short of a unit tat, there is no such thing as a smart tat
and there is no such thing as good tribal flames*...







* even though we get a lot of that here...

 

[SpeareChucker]

Enjoy



funny shit

 

[bellisarius]

"Tasteful Tats" sounds like a jeopardy category.

 

[SpeareChucker]

Another thing: I've never had tasteful tots...


Nasty things. What a waste of perfectly good 'taters.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Right.


Makes me wonder if she had "property of X motorcycle club" tatted on one of those magnificent cheeks.


That's a unit tat of an entirely different flavor.

 

[SpeareChucker]

The bigger the ass, the smaller the butterfly...

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Tots is what happens to taters that fall on the floor.


Or otherwise aren't quite fit to eat.


It's why it rhymes with "rot."

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[SpeareChucker]

lol @ I Hate Stickers

 

[Wat_Tyler]

I done knowed ewe'd like that . . . .

 

[SpeareChucker]

Resting bitch face?


Harridan?

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Didn't smile falsely.


Intent.


Perhaps intelligent.


But this is Lit and not Sparta, so we're not familiar with that last bit . . . .

 

[SpeareChucker]

Come home with your shield or on your shield.


I'm thinking about pancakes for breakfast.
It will leave me hungry very quickly and I
really want to eat that last stuffed pepper.

I done good!

 

[Endrura]

Just coffee for me. Food in the morning bleh

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[SpeareChucker]

Looks like you violated the Lit censor...


Like when you type ******* Media.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

I haven't had pancakes in eons, or perhaps epochs. Too damn long, I reckon.


I'm thinking of a friend who has a tough busy day today. All's I can do is nag Allah to do what's best. I will chide him mercilessly if he doesn't do my will.


Depression is what happens when Allah doesn't do your will.


That said, Allah and I have decided in concert that it's time for me to head down there and torment them damn weasels . . . .

 

[SpeareChucker]

And I need to go feed the fish...


I keep trying to kill them off, but they keep breeding.
I really do have a better use for that space
but what are you going to do?

 

[Endrura]

I fixed it.
Hopefully Allah listens, I don't know how to hide a celestial body
Pancakes are made and extras frozen here so they are always available just like coffee
And work has started but I'm in the home office and the pups don't rat me out when I procrastinate.

 

[SpeareChucker]

We used to have a CelestialBody here...


Another rabid left-wing hater.
Part of the unholy trinity with lavy and mishka.

 

[Endrura]

Not exactly what I meant, but given how much time some litsters spend in their computer chairs the butt sizes might be comparable.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Home. Grazed out. Got to many after-work phone calls. Took them all. Listened to Allah's kids babble about whatever they needed to purge from their guts-n-souls.


I skipped the parking lot meeting. I had/have too fucking much to do. I got a lot of it done, too. I could have gotten more done . . . if . . . .


I have to pack up and move outta here tomorrow. It's been okay, but now it's time to ramble on.


And tomorrow looks to need an early start. We're meeting the landscaper at 0700. I have to be there as the sober one . . . .

 

[bellisarius]

I guess that means you're finally out of there. ^5

Out to the range today and got my biz. done before the wind kicked in. May has been more like March here this year.

 

[Wat_Tyler]

Outta the crib, not the job. The job is a tarbaby.


That means I'll be motelling it starting Monday night. No matter, since I can drop it from one day to the next.


The landlady has been more than patient.


The temps are dropping so Spring, which looked like it was leaving, seems to have decided to hang around for a bit longer.

 

[Wat_Tyler]