Already?!?!

I'm a legend already.. Wow that was fast..

Does this mean I get to see my name in lights or something?

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**does happy dance**

This is so cool.. Wait..

**looks at time frame it took to achieve said status**

That can't be good..

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Certain members on this board have status (stati??) such as Editor-in-Chief and Quizmaster. I keep posting and posting and haven't achieved those levels yet.

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Updated On: 12/1/04 at 01:13 PM

welcome to the famous club.

you get a sandwich named after you.

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congrats. i'm soon to follow

It's called the Get A Life Sandwich. It's delicious!

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Camera, sweetie, baby, darling. I don't say this to too many gals, but I'd eat your yeast any day.

NOW how do you think you rate in my book?

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Aww Tiff I'm soo very touched..




Now get you hand of my breast..

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Sorry Tiff, they are entities of their own.. I can't control them.. All I can do is stuff them in a bra and shirt and hope for the best..

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*blink* I was talking about yeast! Like bread? Like sandwich? *gutterbrain*


Hey wait a minute - why weren't you jealous?

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Secretly you love it. I just need to know there's someone around in case this whole straight thing doesn't turn out. Did you hear about my date from hell? (The second one. With the chubby chaser. Oy.)

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That was so fast camerangel, congrats! I'll have to work hard to catch up. What have you been posting on so much?

Things that went wrong:

1) Beforehand, he insists on driving. Fine with me. Then, when I set foot in his car, he asks me to pay him for gas. Irked - what a cheapo - but I figured I'd deal. THEN he asks me for $30 for a 10 minute car ride. I decline, saying I'll pay for parking. He huffs. Rest of the car ride is silent.

2) We get to the restaurant and ponder over the menu. I try to figure out what I want for an appy. He looks me up and down, and skeptically says, "Are you sure about that?" I start to crack up in an Ally McBeal half-laugh/half-sob, and go, "What was that?" and he says, "Well, you're cute but you're kinda chubby."

3) I need a margarita or some form of alcohol to keep me in my seat. He says he doesn't believe in drinking, and that if I expect him to pick up the tab, he's not going to add an alcohol tab onto it.

4) He checks out the waitress shamelessly. Like, craning the neck, leaning over to check out her ass, shamelessly.

5) He eats his BBQ ribs as quick as a mofo, and is oblivious to the BBQ sauce that has accumulated all over his face from the nose down.

6) Bill comes. Friends have ditched us. I slooowly reach for my wallet politely - he said he would pay - BUT he looks relieved and goes, "Oh, I'm glad you have your wallet with you. I hate thsoe girls who expect guys to pay for them all the time. Espcially since you ate more than I did, it seems fair that you pay." So I take out enough for my share. (I HATE going dutch, BTW. I find it tacky.)

BUDDY pulls out a few bills, goes, "Oh I've only got this and a fifty and I don't want to break the fifty. Can you pay the rest?" I'm all, this is all the cash I brought with me. Not enough for both of us. HE goes, "Well, you just got that new MasterCard, right?" (F*CK.)

7) And then he tried to kiss me when he drove me home. BBQ sauce and all.


And THAT, m'dear, is why I hate men. I know all you gays say you're born a homosexual, but really, after THIS, I think there may be exceptions, no?

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