you wouldn't have a choice, bwaysinger, dear :-P When La Joshua wants drama, drama He gets. *grin*
Right, Daisy? *wink* (Daisy recalls a moment last fall when a certain Mr. Feldman destroyed my soul and I made a little...scene...in the subway. I really should have a sitcom.)
Suzanne: I never use catalogs. I'd rather go in the store and see all the salespeople groveling and sucking up to you.
Julia: Pardon me, I never knew they were so solicitous at the K-Mart.
oh my god. Subway scenes are the best. My favorite breakup in New York remains, to this day, the lovely scene I witnessed about a year and a half ago just above Restaurant Row on 9th Ave. The lovely woman was forging ahead about 15 feet in front of her boyfriend, each one screaming at the other as they walked. She never turned around to face him as she walked, she simply screamed her replies to him every time he spoke to her. The best part was, I was headed the same direction and afraid to overtake them, so I had to hang back and listen in on how she was a b*tch, a wh*re, and lots of other things that made him so angry he wanted to hit her. He, of course, was a cheating womanizer or some such.
Didn't have my glasses on and I read this thread as: Who's the board member you would most like to KICK...I was gonna say SOMMS right now because he is stealing everything I've won on Ebay.
"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
My Darlin', Nina, yes'm, I'm Southern. It took me about three years to break the "yessir, yes ma'am" aesthetic so hated by the rest of the country. And I do actually hold doors open for any female, of any age, entering or leaving a building. The only time I ever get persnickety with a female is when one of them decides that getting on the subway before people have exited is the correct protocol. Let me assure you, it's not, and standing in front of a soon-to-be-opening subway door is a sure way to get tossed aside. :) I'm a stickler for the "Way Things Ought To Be." :)
"Noah, someday we'll talk again. But there's things we'll never say. That sorrow deep inside you. It inside me, too. And it never go away. You be okay. You'll learn how to lose things..."
"Noah, someday we'll talk again. But there's things we'll never say. That sorrow deep inside you. It inside me, too. And it never go away. You be okay. You'll learn how to lose things..."
I've been debating P2's question in my mind for a while now: whom would I like to kiss?
Here's my problem: I love to kiss. I really get into it and get all excited and stuff. So, for me, it never ends with kissing. Kissing always leads to sex. Asking me whom I would like to kiss is tantamount to asking me whom I would like to shag. The answer to that is... half the board.
Stop worrying about what I'm doing -- focus instead on what you're eating.
Suzanne: I never use catalogs. I'd rather go in the store and see all the salespeople groveling and sucking up to you.
Julia: Pardon me, I never knew they were so solicitous at the K-Mart.
Kissing is the best part. ok, it's not, but it sure is nice! I'd kiss you, too, Zola. Anytime. Jailyard, I think you already know the answer to your question.
Oh Z, I LOVE TO SHAG, too! Going to Myrtle Beach wouldn't be the same without the boardwalk Shag Contest. I get blistered from all of those intricate moves.
Of course I do, bway. It's just nice to see it in print. :)
Still on for dinner sometime this week?
Suzanne: I never use catalogs. I'd rather go in the store and see all the salespeople groveling and sucking up to you.
Julia: Pardon me, I never knew they were so solicitous at the K-Mart.
"Noah, someday we'll talk again. But there's things we'll never say. That sorrow deep inside you. It inside me, too. And it never go away. You be okay. You'll learn how to lose things..."