Craigslist poll
 

You're in line behind Cedars Sinai and the Mayo Clinic, but we're all pulling for you, Thrasher.

The FB: All Texas, All the Time
 

You have sole custody, and can take the little puppy wherever you want.

All Things Whacking
 

His left hand probably doesn't know what the right is doing. At his age that's probably easily explained by early senility.

Synthetic Diamonds
 

Fuck, is somebody else using my dice? I may have to do a custom avatar of atm or something to really distinguish myself.

All Things Whacking
 

You're just jealous because you're not ambidextrous, which would double your dating pool.

The FB: All Texas, All the Time
 

I know exactly what you mean. I grew up in Austin, was schooled in Austin, and came to DC (for work). Its incredible how different it is up here. Being polite is the exception. When I say "thank you," people look at me funny. Its great when you are polite to opposing counsel and they just fidget. In some cases, you gain a psychological edge on opposing counsel playing the good ol' boy. "Mister" and "Ms." really pisses people off. It seems to me that anyone in a service industry up here (and I am), especailly retail or food service would make quite a mark and keep them coming back if it required its staff to smile and be polite.

In any case enjoy the music, Barton's, Threadgill's, Dirty's, Amy's Fredericksburg, Hamilton's Pool, the Country Line, and the best Tex Mex anywhere.

666

Onanerous Demands
 

While quite possibly true, the problem here was my painfully throbbing tendon on my mouse hand (which, probably not coincidentally, is my favored self-lovin hand) from scrolling through the same fucking post one millyun times as it is requoted and requoted and requoted only to be followed by what someone no doubt thinks is a pithy one-liner, but is in fact just a waste of pixels and bandwidth.

I understand that you, as the Lamest Poster of Them All, may take offense at this, but the Truth needs to be spaked. Thurgreed has tried before re the sixth lamest poster of all time, but the Word has apparently not filtered down to the teeming unwashed masses. The mortal sin of requoting lengthy posts just to make a stupid response is akin to the "LOL" or the "Check your e-mail" in the pantheon of crimes that will be weighed by St Peter or Satan or whomever the Mormons use to pick your level of heaven, probably Steve Young, since even the elders admit that Brigham Young was a wrong-headed bastard of a bigot.

You have been warned.

Less (got to check Craig's List for where the sluts are tonight because I have blisters on my palms) inSF

Talk about painfully ironic (was "Less")
 

I wish you would post more.

The FB: All Texas, All the Time
 

Hey, y'all come on down to Central PA. We have the pick up trucks, with gun racks. We have the guns. We have baseball caps. But, and this should make you happy, no one is friendly.

Talk about painfully ironic
 

Which is it? Are you always so conflicted?

Iron this
 

I am reminded of a joke:

Why did the feminist cross the road?

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to suck my dick.

Talk about painfully ironic (was "Less")
 

With just a little more thought, you could have said

"I wish you would post, Less"

And left SOME mystery.

Synthetic Diamonds
 

Actually, you were responding to your mischaracterization of my original statement, but that's okay.

My original point had been that there are male (or stereotypically male) things that can be purchased that are equivalent to big money diamonds: that at some point, while you can tell the difference in quality and expense if you try, most people don't bother to try.

I was also trying to pump SD for more details on how much he blew - uh, I mean spent on his beloved's rock by drawing his attention to the fact that his assertion that he could never spend more on a stereo might be false (unless, of course, he bought a Bennifer / Kobe class ring, in which case, congrats Mrs. D).

Onanerous Demands
 

this must be a problem for online porn.

Talk about painfully ironic (was "Less")
 

Well, that wasn't my intent -- admittedly, though, I did miss a chance. I was more focused on the concept of less (less) and more (lame) than on the words themselves.

Anyhoo, there might not be mystery, but judging by Less's response, there is confusion. Or maybe not.

Talk about painfully ironic (was "Less")
 

Or, as I am wont to say,

"Comma, please"

More or Less
 

I love you, leagl. Thanks!

I was going to PM this but then realized I wanted to share it with the whoooooole world.

The FB: All Texas, All the Time
 

Concur. However, because it's Friday:

A buddy of mine works for one of the oil companies and therefore travels periodically to Houston. He keeps pestering me about seeking patent protection for a wonderful invention he's thought of, which he calls a "pool cooler."

Though sadly sketchy on the details to his invention, he has observed that of the backyard pools in Houston (of which there are apparently many), the summer days are so hot and so long that the pool water becomes -- well -- warm as bathwater. He is convinced that finding a solution which keeps a poolfull of water cold, or at least pleasurably cool, in Houston alone will make him fabulously wealthy.

He has rejected my suggestion of simply opening an ice company and making about 1/4 poolfull ice deposits on a weekly basis.

Gatti(e/o et al, perhaps I can come visit in the fall. The late fall)gap

Onanerous Demands
 

Quite. But I have discovered the solution, which I will share for free with the rest of you to serve the greater happiness of the world, because no one (around here at least) apperars to be following my suggestion to Blow Me For America. To wit, one opens up several windows of good, salacious mega-kilobyte pics and, then, one alt-tabs among them with the left hand while assuaging one's biologic cravings with the right. It is a delicate ballet that takes time to master (heh, heh), but the reward is worth it - a sticky mess hopefully aimed well onto the (previously placed and arranged) strip of toilet paper runway that runs from the base of the shaft to under the chin.

Iron this
 

You know Less baby, when you talk like that, it turns me on.

Onanerous Demands
 

From what follows, I can't imagine why.


As I've said before, you should kiss Leagl for starting this site. (So long as you don't point that thing at her, you should be fine).

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I love you too. However, I am quite upset to learn you have a love child with someone else.

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Apparently I got RP pregnant by PMing with her. She has sole custody (not just while pregnant, but after it's born, too).

Note to self -- remember the concept of "plausible deniability."
 

From Slate's "Dear Prudie" -- I figure the guy may post here, so...

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Oh...ok. Well, in that case, please stop PMing with me. I don't really want a love child right now, and apparently your sperm??? is very powerful.

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My eggs are so powerful they merge with other eggs to form a zygote. I think that's what it's called. The child will, of course, be a girl. Who needs Y.

Note to self
 

Change lawtalkers and yahoo email passwords.

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Oh, I don't know, little boys are cute and charming. Actually men are cute and charming. Of course, if I dated men, I probably wouldn't find them cute and charming.

Go figure.

This is probably the solution to the male female problem we have in our society. Straight men and lesbians should date. And gay men and straight women should date. I think I have just discovered the reason for homosexuality, and it is this.

God loves a good practical joke.

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Now you're on to something! :waggle:

(Though, I thought this was the operating premise of Gigli. Not a good leading indicator.)

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See there, Gigli is just ahead of its time. A brilliant piece of movie making no one can truly understand.

100 years from now, people will rave about how wonderful it was and how foolish we people in the early 21st century were.

All except for me. I have seen the light.

Made
 

I love this series on MTV.

If you get a chance, check out "I want to be a triathlete."

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And now I get to respond to the much earlier discussion of bad dating experiences.

I tried this, repeatedly, in college. Doesn't work. Gets very frustrating. And the possible permutations of envy/jealousness/disappointment etc. when eyes wander can create surreal situations.

But she really does have a hell of a sense of humor, doesn't she?

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I believe that Shape Shifter has seen the same light. Were you two on a drug trip together or something?

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Yeah I know. It never does work. Despite best efforts to the contrary.


I don't think so, I didn't see any reptiles around the last time I was tripping.

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That's strange. I can't remember ever tripping without seing reptiles. I thought they were a fundamental part of the experience.

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You caught me, I've never tripped...unless you count falling down my front stairs, which I have a tendency to do a lot.

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Somewhere I was told that I am a lesbian but with a penis....So if any of you lezzies are game, I've got the time.

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Yeah, we never hear that one. :rolleyes:

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I just flew in from Chicago, and boy are my arms tired.

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Leagl is lying. I had just met with my South American Reptile Import Specialist and had a fresh vat of Bufo toads. We were licking toads like there was no tomorrow, one right after the other. We were trippin' serious balls, as was fellow toadlicker Roger Ebert, who writes of Gigli:

It is so rare to find dialogue of such originality and wit, so well written, that even though we know the exchange basically involves actors showing off, they do it so well, we let them.

http://www.suntimes.com/output/ebert...-gigli01f.html

Bufo toads or no, there's some heavy shit goin' down in Gigli. Bull, cow.