Yes, it does seem that a robotic sphincter would solve all your problems.
And this has exactly what to do with Michael J. Fox? I don't recall him calling for a tri-peckered goat, but maybe that story just occurred on a slow news day and I missed it. Either that, or it was a Fox News exclusive.
Woooo that looks really gay. I'm in!
Wow that sounds like a lot of fun! Except for the no-pants part.
This may well be the nets very first Lamp/Car thread
When we went house-hunting last weekend, we visited Disney's Hyperion Studios, which was renamed "Gelson's". Like Disney-MGM, it no longer has a working animation team on site.
Inserting another one will also make it wider.
MmMMmM. Smoked pork roast, cooked by the essence of flaming tragedy.
Which is why I find myself living in Los Angeles, producing movie websites, and.. today... writing a political play about Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots. Mmmm, that's good derail.
(Bing Crosby sits by his fireplace in a smoking jacket with a mug of hot cider in one hand. A lit Christmas tree sits to his left.)
Bing: "Hello, friends. You know, nothing says Christmas like a giant rubber double-sided dong.
Eating the Disneyland mapbook ranks higher than Village Haus.
went twice last week
I love the dump. THE place to abandon the deluge of unneeded 'stuff' in ones life. I always feel better when leaving....although that might just be getting out of the smell zone.
C'mon people settle down. You've already gone and got the thread sticky.
And it looks like the rabbit in your sig is preventing cancer.
The psycho on the bus goes stab, stab, stab...
I love bacon, I love Mexican food. That is the problem, there is no bacon in mexican food. Not even carnitas, lots of pig in Mexican food, but still no bacon.
... that boy has some balls. I mean, I could strip in front of strangers, but in front of Glenn Close? Yeeech.
...the subject of bacon happened to come up.
Pfft... who wants to hang with decent folks?
I'm coming out to see you guys
I am thinking that a Cream Soda followed by a Case-of-dildos and a suck on Bear's Camel Toe is sounds really good right now.
Damn... girl has some nice abs. I'd tap that sh!t.
How can we call canned meat spam when it doesn't contain any unwanted commercial email?
Watch this space for further cockups!
Any continuation of the line of thought is going to end up using "love tunnel," and awkward first person exposition, I just know it.