Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Oh, and that swimsuit on the beach thing? Ain't happening in this lifetime.
That's perfect, Moony.
But, I'm with you on the swimsuit thing.
I've officially reached the comfortable cover-up stage.
Quite happily -)
Greetings to all.
I have nothing interesting to share. Unless you want to know about the changing landscape of content distribution across connected devices.
Yeah, didn't think so.
Zzzzzzzzzzz
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
That depends, Addy. What are "connected devices"?
Boobs and his boi's.
All I want to say is the FOC went beyond a FOC!!! if you know what I mean
blah, blah, blah
...edited to remove work info.
On a FAR more interesting note...
Hugh Jackman Keeps His Pants On
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
We know, Boobs, we know. Expect an email soon.
Heya! Busy catch-up morning I'm having. What'd I miss?
Oh and lye burns like a mother-you-know-what.
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
Not in a million years do I want to know what Girly was doing with lye.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Me neither - we'll all have nightmares, for sure.
If it was mischief night I could guess, but today I have no idea what she would be doing with lye.
Are any of you pizza dippers showing symptoms?
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
No, cheese neutralizes lye.
Hogging that dip didn't make you any friends. Just sayin'.
Updated On: 12/13/11 at 12:04 PM
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
I had dip and chips, who needed friends?
The next time we have a gathering I'm wearing iron gloves, so my hands don't get bit again.
*the cows bring cocoa in their elf suits*
And its been awhile but I'm having a Christmas eve thread party this yr
I leave to go to a holiday gathering with some very lovely peeps, and come home at 2:00 to a majorly stopped up bathroom sink. Hmmm. Drained fine before I left. Plunged a few times, and nothing, nada, zilch. Said the hell with it and went downstairs for coffee and some tv viewing. Decide to go to bed around 4, figure I'll give the plunger another shot. Still nothing happening with the standing water. Sucker's really clogged. Went to ACE on Sunday, for some heavy duty drain stuff. Really miss the Drano crystals they seemed to have stopped making. Told them I wanted the strongest stuff they had. Really didn't feel like calling the landlord if I didn't have to. Got as much of the water I could out of the sink, and poured this stuff in. Yelled at it to work its magic and went downstairs. Three hours later, still stopped up. Some cursing ensued. Said the hell with it and went out to the store. Came back and VOILA! Clogged sink all cleared!! Cleaned up mess and kept running water to check it. Seemed fine. Before going to bed, I decided to pour more of that stuff down, and let it sit overnight, which the label said was the best thing to do. On the way to the bedroom, all of a sudden I feel this burning on my thigh. I was like WTF?? I didn't splash or spill. And the sink is the height of my waist, so how the hell?? Luckily, I had on old sweats. The next thing I know, I'm running water over my thigh at 1:00 in the morning to get the crap off!
Be warned. I still have some of this stuff left...
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
*WARNING* Don't open any Christmas cards in the mail from Girly! I do have an address in D.C. I'd like you to send one to though.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
You were going to bed at 4:00am? That's an hour and a half before I wake up! Are you SURE you're not 19 years old?
*and I say that with GREAT love and affection*
I have a little secret I'd like to impart.
That I hope doesn't give you too much of a start;
Tho' it's shocking, it's completely true.
I know it isn't gossip, or rumor, of course,
For I've had it from quite a reliable source
And I'd like to pass it on to you.
The man in the moon is a lady,
A lady in lipstick and curls;
The cow that jumped ovah cried,
"Jumpin' Jehovah,
I think it's just one of the girls."
She winks at the stars from her bed of green cheese,
That isn't a night-gown,
It's a Saturn chemise.
Oh, her friends are the stars and the planets,
She sends the Big Dipper a kiss;
So don't ever offend her,
Remember her gender,
The man in the moon is a miss.
I wish I could get my hands on that ornament.
Me too Matt...me too! I won't have a complete collection until I find it!
Oh, Vera, I can't wait to hear that overture.
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