Good point, AM. A very good point, indeed.AntiM wrote:BA: Something slippy indeed. Or soft cottony. Even cuddly flannely for evening chilly wear. The reverse side of faux fur is itchy itchy especially when <b>sweaty sweaty</b>.
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Still have him beat. 4day weekend, 4 day weekend.Martiansky wrote:(M grabs some wood and starts a fire, kicks back in a chair in front of the fireplace)
*sips Redbull vodka*
"3 day weekend, 3 day weekend, 3 day weekend!"
Truly the drink of choice in flu season. And purple is a fruit.GuinivereElise wrote:Sputnik, ya fucka! Git over here!
You'll drink what I pour: that's the rule tonight. Though I think I might be able to find something flaming back here....
*digging around* Oh look! it's the cute little gay boy who wants to work in my store! Hmmm... not THAT kind of flaming... *digging around more*
How about a FLAMING HOMER?!
(now, where'd I put that cough syrup?)
Just hot air?Zulegoona wrote:I should have been more explicit in my attempt at humor I was referring to ( spining with awe, chicken john ) kind of chicken,... I don't think there is any meat in that.
It's January in Minnesota. You've already placed your bets as to when the first ship will get through the Duluth Bridge this spring. Now you must fill the long empty months until then. the other option is to get pregnant.Zulegoona wrote:Yes Irish coffee please
I still think it's curious that Minnesotans are so overly represented her in the bar.
Okay, work with me here, both of you. It's only half an idea but if you could make specialty objects for people--not quite art not quite cabinet making, get to know some interior designers and make conversation pieces. You know, what kind of fountain would a rich burner have in his/her atrium stuff. I'm explaining poorly. And I"m jelous of hte job that I've just created for you.blueniteowl wrote:I'd really like to get into something else, I'm just not quite sure what. Though I do know what I don't want to do. I've got some dreams tucked away.
Z, that's part of my problem as well. I want to do lots of things for short periods of time instead of investing in one particular thing.
I'm sure it's part of his eugenics program to cut down on the number of "girly men."cowboyangel wrote:fuck, they're, no not they, Gov idiot nazi, is gonna blow away this guy, (Beardsley) whose right lobe never functioned righ,t this 18th...I'll be there.........Christ.....killing for killing is so obviously fucking not working these days...will "they" ever learn...more Jägernog...thanks
Hm. when I was in St. Paul (82-84) people were always saying hi on the street, and I'd just 3 feet in the air, because it was such a different vibe than Berkeley.blueniteowl wrote:I find it hard meeting new people. Though it could just be that I live in minnesota and everybody is to busy trying to keep warm rather than talk to new people. Come to think of it, that may just be it, I seem to meet more people in the summer.
Hey, do you have any butch outfits to make me feel tough and capable and intelliegent as well as cute?GuinivereElise wrote:you know, Duke, I was going to offer that, but didn't know if that was crossing a line...
*slips out of dress, hands it to Duke*
You want the tiara too?
Okay, you're a chocolate shake.buckethead alien wrote:Yo Lampie, you look fabulous! Can you make me a chocolate shake?
No?
Oh, sorry. I got you confused with someone.
How about this ...theCryptofishist wrote:Hey, do you have any butch outfits to make me feel tough and capable and intelliegent as well as cute?GuinivereElise wrote:you know, Duke, I was going to offer that, but didn't know if that was crossing a line...
*slips out of dress, hands it to Duke*
You want the tiara too?
Hey some web dictionary agrees. (Well I do too.)sputnik wrote:Some friends of mine ended up making their chaps out of fake fur. Actually they started as fur pants, but turned into ass-less chaps because they were too hot. At least that's what they called them. My recollection of chaps was that they didn't have an ass in them anyway. Whatever.
Short for# [n] (usually in the plural) leather leggings without a seat; joined by a belt; often have flared outer flaps; worn over trousers by cowboys to protect their legs
# [n] a crack in a lip caused usually by cold
# [n] a boy or man; "that chap is your host"; "there's a fellow at the door"; "he's a likable cuss"
# [n] a long narrow depression in a surface
# [v] crack due to dehydration, as of skin or lips; "My lips chap in this dry weather"
It all makes sence now.
\Cha`pa*ra"jos\, n. pl. [Mex. Sp.]
Overalls of sheepskin or leather, usually open at the back, worn, esp. by cowboys, to protect the legs from thorny bushes, as in the chaparral; -- called also {chapareras} or colloq. {chaps}. [Sp. Amer.]
I'll never know. My agency won't let me look. Was probably perfect then. I hope not too femmey. I don't do femme well.geekster wrote:How about this ...theCryptofishist wrote:Hey, do you have any butch outfits to make me feel tough and capable and intelliegent as well as cute?GuinivereElise wrote:you know, Duke, I was going to offer that, but didn't know if that was crossing a line...
:oops:
*slips out of dress, hands it to Duke*
You want the tiara too?
http://catalog.leathermasters.com/category/?id=291
with a bus driver hat.
I could go for a little less butch look, but I do a mean BITCH look. ;)geekster wrote:No, I ment the outfit. That outfit on someone else COULD look very butch. It's more about attitude.
