Tee hee.  

  This is why God made the dollar section at Target.  

  No, I really am a driad with purple pointy teeth.  

  There's no i in team but there's one in bitch.  

  Debate.  

  When I am very old, so old that I have forgotten my children's names, I will remember about innerSpaceman's package and sceagles sphincter, by dint of sheer repetition.  

  I will remember about innerSpaceman's package and sceagles sphincter, by dint of sheer repetition.  

  It means...
I'm a-spicy, coochie coochie!  

  A tear-smothered voice behind thecorndogwalker whispered, "Welcome".  

  ..."do you know the difference between chip and dale?"
..."oh yeah isnt chip the one with a little black in him!  

  ...And just in the nick of time. There wasn't nearly enough gay banter on these boards  

  Don't confuse me with the facts!  

  Don't come too close - I might smell faintly of pee.  

  The extreme right wing's attacks on the patriotism of other Americans is beyond tiresome, beyond boring, and right into past-date garbage.  

  Yuh, I have a black belt in Awesome.  

  3894's expression stilled and grew serious. There was both delicacy and strength in her face.

"Would someone please," she asked in that low, silvery voice tinged with boarding-school English, "pass me the goddamn wrinkle cream?".  

  Hey, Starbucks just came to my neck of the woods last year. I love Starbucks. I can almost summon the power to pretend that the nearby Kraft Singles factory is a lesbian goat cheese collective and that life here is interesting.

If Peet's wants to come, too, I'd bring them a casserole when they moved in.  

  I can almost summon the power to pretend that the nearby Kraft Singles factory is a lesbian goat cheese collective and that life here is interesting.  

  I can see it now ...LoT starts a business selling hippopotamus doodie pour le jardin, all proceeds to go to the LoT Fluevogs Fund.  

  To the few men who are not attracted to me: whatever. I'm busy with someone else, anyway.

Your pal,
3894 .... or Helen  

  One person’s clown barf is the next person’s gorgeous.
Why, WHY O LORD, do I have to live through the Second Coming of Leggings?  

  Thank God for Pink.  

  There is only one perfect person with a perfect life, perfect children, and perfect closets in this world and that is moi.

Let that dream die, CP. The position is filled.  

  Srsly. These days, I'm alllll about the horse estrogen.  

  What Moonliner said, you bitch.