Seriously. I want that sexy nerd.
Seriously. I want that sexy nerd.
Let’s go full Palin and name the baby Mt. McKinley.
Completely. He’s one of my biggest crushes!
I can get these two comments out at least, but that’s all the power I got. ;)
So, your comments will be in grey until the pages themselves follow you. Like, once Jezebel follows you, you won’t be stuck in the greys (“pending comments”) on Jezebel articles. Same for each sub-page like Muse or Roygbiv or Kitchenette, etc. They have to individually follow you before you are ungreyed on their page.…
Is this Yoko’s twist on “that which you manifest is before you”?
Ugh. Why oh why am I trying to visualize all of this! Your post is reassuring except for the wandering my mind is doing.
BTW, apparently “NO NOT WANT” is my absent minded combination of “DO NOT WANT” and “NO THANKS”. Man I hate that 15 minute editing cut-off. :(
At least my waxer just made me lay on my back and pull my knee up to my chest. My friend’s makes her get on all fours. To me, that’s way worse (somehow).
Nah, probably not a trick. :) I only waxed for a while. I am AWFUL at making appointments for anything (hair cut, doc appts, dentists, all of it, annoying), so having to plan ahead for pubic maintenence was pretty short-lived.
Eh, depending on how full that potty was, it’s only SLIGHTLY better.
You are totally right. I work for a construction company and am literally responsible for ordering them and didn’t realize this. Guess I was thinking of outhouses? This poor poor lady. Bad enough being hoisted around with your pants down, let alone that sloshing! Ugh.
Oh god. That would be AWFUL! Is that how they work though? Or does the stuff go into a hole bored into the ground? I’m hoping the latter (for her sake).
Or potty-porting?
Any time someone gets a “Brazillian wax” it includes the b-hole (I’m 99% sure of this - unless my waxer just tricked me). I sometimes call that area Brazil for just such a reason (though it seems a little rude to Brazil).
Friend groups are universal. :) I’m “the one who drove off with the gas pump still attached to my car. Twice.” And “the one who split her pants at work and then texted pictures to friends.”
If this is teleporting, then never mind. NO NOT WANT.
Oh man, it would make me so defensive for that friend and I would lash out and want to bring up the most embarrassing thing that mean person has ever done. Like “oh, did you also know friend A peed the couch one night after drinking?” or “friend B once hit a parked car because she’s so absent minded”. Not that sex…
I’m writing the ParkerPosaholic Bible today. It will include some nice boilerplate type stuff, and a chapter on how providing services, in any capacity, to Apostolic Christians, damns us to an eternal hell in our own minds. All who want to join my faith, ParkerPosaholism, can then refuse to provide services…