Perhaps it's so you can alert the pilot to the gremlin on the wing.
The one I'm coming up with involves a large melon baller.
He's goona get a birdie!
I never get a birdie.
The Lounge of Tomorrow -- where sooner or later every thread assesses the girthiness of someone's package.
No. I have turned over a new leave and will only lead a pure and chaste life, free from sin.
Meow!
I guess you can fine the boring in someting if you want to but I prefer to find the fun. Life is to short.
Nah, we need our own version of Habitat for Humanity - we'll call it Vacant LoT and build it.
How exactly does one get a power tool excited? Getting excited BY power tools I understand, but I do not know how to reciprocate.
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.
(he says i'm cuddly and fluffy)
[QUOTE=innerSpaceman;228381]Oh, that's so weird. I was wondering why I was suddenly thinking of Harry Potter and when's the next movie on my way to work this morning.[/QUOTE]
InnerSpaceman, Internet Psychic!
I think this whole "dark" thing is nothing but the Hollywood squeeky machine being oiled with cow dung. ~Bornieo
ELIVS LIVES!
Oh dear sweet zombie jesus...... hell fvckin' no. Not another one. I'd rather have my pubic hair pulled out one by one with tweezers than sign up for anything twitter-esque.
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Excuse me while I run to the nearest hilltop, shove Maria Von-Trapp out of my freakin' way and shout "I'm a Non-Theist" until it echoes from every canyon and rattles every tole-painted cowbell in the valley.
Wow, what a relief, now I have a label, I am validated - complete.
Note: How Stoat chooses to treat people has nothing to do with his religion or lack of it...he knows they could one day judge him, and he is entirely comfortable with that possibility.
Get yur own damned thread mister! This here thread is about BACON, not some whimpy ocean gnat.
It was a tight fit but we all did quite fine.
Why? Are you trying to determine my porn name?
Because I can tell you that is Hinkie Willowbrae
I can't make this stuff up I'm tellin' ya!
Nothing says entertainment like a giant primate golden shower scene.
Isn't there a M Night Shamalamadingdong film that fits in this genre?
mousepod is like the evil twin movie-collecting brother who warns me of what I would have become had not the Ghosts of Christmas Thrift (somewhat) interceded.
Whose stupid idea was it to have the day start in the morning?
nothing says 'pork me' like bacon flowers
Noobs is what I call my new boobs.