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.
This may well be the nets very first Lamp/Car thread
I personally hope for a society where everyone is chipped, the government sees everything, and artificial intelligence threatens our species. Then maybe we'll get some new plots for sci-fi movies.
No MSG. I had a bannana. Tastier than a couch.
I prefer the little land poots vs one big roaring earth fart
The boys down under are drunk on bacon again!
Snowballs are AWESOME!
Inserting another one will also make it wider.
Coming here cold from a Disney centric site can be a bit of a culture shock. Mutual respect combined with brutal honesty can to the untrained eye look like pissy bitching.
If you have a thick hide combined with a perceptive intellect (or like me, you're just a glutton for punishment) you find a niche here and flourish. If you can't stand to have your motives questioned or your views beaten about the head with a dead fish then yeah, it's probably better you find a shallower pool to swim in.
Honey, I was a FH before you were gay.
Could you imagine? Eating a hamburger and then having a tiger maul you?
Dear DCL:
Enclosed please find: One (1) woman with a tangle of red hair, who answers to the luxurious and swanky name of "Not Afraid" and one (1) small cute widdle pug-dog, who sometimes answers to the name of "Thurston" but will run faster if you call him "Bacon" (hereinafter known as "Pooch").
The esteemed Mrs. Afraid suffers from a condition in which her hair grows mottled and limp, her eyes glaze over, she becomes taken with fits of excessive howling and stealing the bacon and/or Olszewski sculptures of other persons. Said condition, "Thurstonicus Missimus", cannot be cured, but the symptoms can be minimized to undetectable levels via repeated applications of saliva to the face by said Pooch.
Therefore, it is urgent and necessary that Mrs. Afraid take the Pooch, who has been certified and trained in the saliva-transfer method after months of relentless and brutal conditioning, on your sailing establishment.
If you have any questions about the above, please feel free to contact my wife, who will make you something yummy to eat until you forget the question. Thank you, and have a pleasant tour.
Love and kisses,
Dr. Kevy (or at least I played one once).
I have to say that the mere idea of Ms Lohan attempting to emulate the great Marilyn Monroe is patently absurd and akin to the Taco Bell chihuahua emulating Lassie.
Your pants exist as cheese? Or just right now?
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.
I'm a bit frightened about what the pictures of me are going to look like. One one hand, I look like a Kabuki on the other, like Bette Davis in "Whatever Happened to Baby Jane"!
The belly. Everybody touches the belly. Nobody touches the penis. Why is that?
Interesting, but how would you rate your time spent at Lot:
1. Not at all satisfied
2. Somewhat satisfied
3. mostly satisfied
4. So totally satisfied I need to keep a box of Kleenex handy.
And if you have a chocolate craving, they also make Chocolate Mousse in an aerosol for direct pleasure as well - AKA
langue de chocolat 
I took an afternoon nap and had the most incredible steam punk inspired dreams. It would have made a fantastic film.
Oh, and there was tap dancing involved.
Little know fact: common side effects of earl gray colonics include strange baldness patterns and an insufferable tendency to quote Shakespeare.
Watch this space for further cockups!
