Something like this happened to me once, too. I think my response was something like if I had to be reincarnated 1o00 times over, I’d come back as a black person 999 times. The 1,000th time, I’d like to be Asian (Filipino). There were ashen faces and clutched pearls abound. Good times!
Priceless...go Sun Devils!
You’d work for the money. That’s all that needs to be said. In the words of Eugene Crabs, ‘the money is always right!’
Ditt-f*****g-O! I’m in my 40s, so my love of Frasier originated with Cheers when he first turned up as Diane’s fiance and eventually allowed Diane, Sam and the crew to ruin his life. Frasier was a beast.
You need to stop with that “ahoy hoy.” I can’t right now....I just can’t...
I would bake them in a pie and put them ALL in my belly. They are so yummy! Here’s my pimp when he was a new baby...looking like the little old man who sells agua frescas from his cart:
You make all kinds of sense here, Monique. I spent the first 20 years of my adult life with a clear understanding that I was not relationship material and it was both blessing and somewhat curse-like. In my opinion, there’s nothing more frightening to sexually insecure men than a singularly sexually confident woman.…
You know she did. Her “Black” deposit went in two days early, hence she was able to attend. If it had come on Monday, it would have been a wrap.
Maybe it’s generational? I was about to graduate high school when their first album dropped. ‘Little Walter’ is an etched-in-my-brain-for-life classic, along with many other of his hits. Saadiq has always been and will always be in my top 5. He is the truth and light always. He gives the weightless heft and the vapid…
I’m all like...
I get that. And the thing is that I know people who do carry weight and are healthy. All their labs come back great....no mobility issues; can run, jump, skip, and hop with the best of them. Yeah, those folks exist.
Big woman here. You are indeed a flower....like a Georgia O’Keefe orchid (with sexual innuendo all up and through). Although I am in the process of losing weight and improving my health, my end goal is to be the size 12/195lbs of love muscle I used to be. That, and to be able to swim a lap in the kiddie pool without…
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You have. And on Kinja, the expletives always seem to flow freely....watch this:
That’s one of my favorites, actually. I tell friends this ish on the regular:
Well, I do my best. Thanks for weighing in, though!
That’s because they took most of the alcohol away. Back in the days before ‘regulation’ all the liquor flowed freely and you could sit there and watch folks get smasted and marriages literally implode once daddy realized that the rack he gropeth be not his own. Good times indeed!
Like, it wasn’t me, but I’ll cop to that ish for them tickets. It’ll save me some loot. I’ve got a hyper and impressionable 5 year-old at home and Chuch E. Cheese is like the meth clinic, except with more and better stimuli.
Ya’ll killing it this week with these user names. Loved Duckman...loved Cornfed more, though: