Is that you, sis?

Hahahaha—d'oh! I'm such a loser! That makes sense.

This reminds me of the Seinfeld episode where Jerry dates a masseuse.

I dated a doctor once and all he had in his medicine cabinet was Flintstones vitamins.

I dated an English professor once, and all he had on his bookshelf was Danielle Steele.

How about an oven?

If she'd left the damn peel on, she wouldn't have had to freeze the banana.

HAhahaha...."Go get the butter."

So...cunnilingus by proxy?

It was shining today! But you're right: we get a great deal of rain; when it's not raining, however, it's the best place in the world. That said: if you have SAD, you can't live here.

Y'know, I admire people who can do two things at once, but seriously, do you not need to CONCENTRATE when you're having sex? I would find the food-with-sex thing far too distracting. I might be a freak, but I've always been of the opinion that orgasms don't happen by themselves: they require serious focus.

It's you again, isn't it, PlannedChaos?

Yeah, what a day, eh? It's gorgeous!

Harhar—I thought it was a wiener and balls. I may be a middle-aged woman, but I have the sensibilities of a fourteen-year-old boy.

Lindsay should be sentenced to a normal life.

I know. That poor girl looks like she's aged two decades in the past year. When is she going to get on some medication that actually works?

Sherri Shepherd's kid sure is tall for a six-year old.

Must be a straaange vicious circle of self-loathing.

Waaay colder in NYC than the south-west coast of BC.

I didn't say it should be. I just can't believe comics still rely on such an obvious form of humour.