It looks like A$$, Cookie.
like bad, bad, bad A$$.
hi glitzy!
bway: after ingesting some celery?
bway - remind me to slap you the next time I see you.
Hey Glitzy!
Does white wine count as a clear liquid? After all, it is summer.
Alan Tudyk played Lancelot and he was funny and yummy. Like Christopher Sieber. And Sarrrrra is genuinely a star. (I thought so in A Class Act, but more so here.)
And, Jaily, if Deborah Voight does "I Can Cook Too" for an encore, I may wet myself.
Mackerelly? Is it smelly?
I'ts hunky Glitz! In honor of his visit, I've prepared my specialty.
It's SNAPPY!
I fear I may have lost my appetite for lunch...
canned tuna is a convenient fish.
Well, if it is a Glitzy pot luck I will bring my famous porky balls:
I just threw up again.
I'll put my fish balls up against BT's poky porky balls any day...
so is that how you refer to them, BT?
Just to clear the palatte...a much tastier snack...
Cookie, you haven't tasted meat until you've tasted my meat.
someone is just RIP-ping to be naughty...
I do like me a good piece of meat, BT...
This is all very, very yucky. I'm even queasy.
So let me tell you this... Last night I had to drive to Buffalo (about 85 miles from where I am) to help my father-in-law carry a washing machine down their narrow stairway to their basement.
Whist hoisting this monstrosity (the machine, not my...) something sharp sliced my wrist. Now, this is a rather gory slice, and it happens to be about an inch long, and follows the course of a vein quite perfectly. A pound more of pressure and it may have been deep enough to send me to the hospital.
So there I am looking like Carrie on prom night, (it did bleed quite spectacularly none the less) and I'm trying to bandage it. My wife is out picking up a pizza, and my mother-in-law is sitting at the table Windex-ing items for a yard sale the next morning. I have bandage tape in my teeth, trying to rip a piece long enough to cover the gauze with my teeth, and one good hand/wrist.
I could have died right there, and the mother-in-law would have continued to polish the yard sale bric-a-brac.
Now, I'm not one to complain... but, really!
What kind of pizza?
Between these recipes and CK's bloody hand stump, this thread is making me a little bit queasy.
Ck, I DO hope you're ok! That sounds painful...
Shall we change the subject?
Did anybody have an interesting dream last night?
I had an impossible dream, Addy.
It may have been impossible, but I hope it was lyrical!
did it involve a bass baritone, BT?
I'm always looking on the bright side of life.
It's merely a flesh wound.
I'm not dead yet.
(One more goofy fragmented sentence referencing a musical comedy, and this will be my first ever Chorine2 post.)
:)
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