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The globes comment was made out of bed.

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If it was made by a person who was in the bed (or the room) then it indicates that the bedding was sexual, you were just ignorant/oblivious. Probably wilfully. You vixen.

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Okay, it actually was sexual. At least with the second partner. I kept squeezing my arms against my sides to push my already impressive globes up further. And I winked at him. It was kind of like that Seinfeld episode when Elaine worked it with Bob Balaban.

Did I mention this partner has since left the firm to join Greenpeace?

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It means that you're thinking bad thoughts and suppressing them. ONly to come out in your dreams. Because of the guilt you feel. Shameless flirting and playing schmoopie with a certain unnamed poster for the last several weeks. I am ashamed of you. The guilt you feel is obvious. :mad:

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Wherever she draws it.

TM

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Cameron Diaz and Justin Timberlake on the rocks. I hope it's over forever.

The two reportedly had a nasty public spat at an L.A. club earlier this month because of Timberlake’s roving eye, which ended up with Diaz in tears.

The couple’s fight was caused by Justin’s flirtatious behavior toward a “curvy blonde” who had been at the stars’ banquette at L.A.’s Spider Club on Aug. 5, according to the upcoming issue of In Touch Weekly. “The argument got so nasty that Cameron, 32, and Justin, 24, ended up leaving in separate cars,” according to the mag.

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My dreams are always disjointed. I don’t recall last nite’s (Ketel One coma). But the previous nite’s involved me getting a hand job from some dirty blonde girl with a kicking body (don’t know why... I don’t prefer hand jobs). Then, suddenly, I was at an Indian wedding. Very colorful. Lots of people in formal Indian dress. Lots of great Indian food. I love that chicken with raisins in curry sauce. But there was no segueway... No explanation at all for how I’d gotten from the hand job to the wedding. And worse, I never got a name for the woman who gave me the hand job... And I don’t know whether I got a full happy ending. My dream was like cable porn - no money shot.

Justin and Cameron
 

Why?

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That's rough. My condolences.

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Weird. My dream about sunny's and ncs's babies was followed by one in which I was being followed home from the hospital (after having my baby) by a silver Hummer, the occupants of which I suspected were involved in causing a plane crash near Gravelly Point, which I witnessed on that same ride home. There is no explanation for how I got from giving you a hand job to being chased by the hummer.

ET clarify that the silver hummer is not the baby's daddy.

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Not sure myself, but I've assumed that this was a necessary prelude to the rejoinders of "For suuuuuure!" and "that ass!" and then everyone returns to watching the Disney Princess video.

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Fringey -- do try to keep up, dear.

RP is Mrs. Crankypants. She's not a women's libber, like you -- and therefore, she has escaped spinsterhood.

duh.

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Whether or not intentional, this is priceless.

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My wife might be a bit pissed were I to have what 15 year olds refer to as “nocturnal emissions” on the high thread count sheets.

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Are those the No Sex Tonight sheets or are you unusually good at avoiding spillage generally (except w/r/t morning sex pants seepage)?