So this seems to be as good a place as any to ask this: is "olive skin" a colour or a type? Or is it one of those things where the original meaning has become lost?
So this seems to be as good a place as any to ask this: is "olive skin" a colour or a type? Or is it one of those things where the original meaning has become lost?
Show of hands, who else looked at "filed to" expecting to see "Florida" ?
#TeamSaltedCaramelMocha
I don't have any crazy work stories, because I am Le Bore. Just popping in to say PLEASE MAKE THE NEXT CONTEST "TELL US ABOUT WHEN YOU PEED YOUR PANTS", i.e. a literal pissing contest. Yaaaaars.
I feel like we could be very good friends. I also refer to my cheating ex as both shitbag and douchecanoe.
THAT GIF IS WONDERFUL.
I only fuck giants. No room in the tub for the both of us.
Oh, well maybe I just don't get those questions as often because everyone knows Willy hops in his helicopter and pops over every Saturday afternoon to meet me for coffee and gossip.
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I think if they floated you'd have a difficult dong-washing situation.
....I have a horrible feeling I've been doing "blowjobs" wrong all my life.
I really want to know what the expression on his face looks like when you ask him.
YES! At least in some cases, I think. Mine do. And I have wonderful memories of meeting a very large Geordie lady on vacation to Greece...
I am so disappointed by this. I always imagined them popping up above the water like little buoys.
Do balls float in the bathtub and WHY HAS NO MAN EVER ANSWERED THAT AND WHY DO THEY ALL RUN AWAY WHEN I ASKED?
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO! Even after living in the US for three years, I already have to hear "so do you watch Doctor Who?" and "so do you like The Beatles?" and "you must love The Office" a gazillion times a week, I don't want to be associated with this!
Eeew, boobs as accessories. That's disgusting. "Hmmm... Do I wear the cowl neck silk with my Red Carpet Boobs, or do I wear the bateau neck dress with my Regular Boobs?".
I've had to quit Facebook for a while. It's bad enough to know that there are people out there who are, for want of a better term, anti-Mike-Brown. When I see that shit being passed around by people who I call my friends, I can't handle it.
Fuck that noise.