From an episode of Star Trek in the 60s. In a show filled with half naked women Sherry Jackson stands out.
If you're going to go Star Trek babes why not go with the girl that started it all? Susan Oliver She aged well AND she could fly lear jets. Rawr.
Via rep points, I'm not complaining. I just find this certain instance of conversation to be pretty humorous. I know I've said some pretty weird shit to a girl I'm into/FWB. I was fortunate enough to be in Munich for Oktoberfest last year, and it was the very last stop of my European holiday. I decided leaving the last location for getting family/friends presents was the best option, as it meant I didn't have to send any gifts home (postage costs) or carry them around for months on end. So naturally, being in Munich, I got Dad one of these: I thought it was a really awesome present, but he's literally tried it once, said the lid was annoying, and it's sat in the corner of the kitchen since. Well until tonight. And it hasn't stopped me from getting drunk at all.
So I'm working a rare weekend shift today. Normally, its not so bad but for some reason, none of the ordered exams have proper accession numbers. These are important because the number must be correct so it links up with the computers so the docs can read them. That means I had to go back and re-order every single exam. So its been an absolute fucking nightmare. I only wish I could put Bailey's in my coffee and not be in "violation of hospital policy." Its only x-rays for shits sake.
I had a girl teach me how to choke her during sex. First time for that. I feel like I just leveled up in a videogame with my new knowledge. Never stop learning kids.
Guac is the easiest thing ever to make.* Every time my friend hosts a potluck she insists that I bring too much so she can eat the leftovers for breakfast. * except for the first time I made it and accidentally poured in half of the salt shaker. Oops.
The brewery I was pouring for at Brewfest last night had a prize wheel, and one of the prizes was a kiss from one of their promoter girls. A girl (an attractive girl, no less) I'd just served asked if she could get a kiss from me instead. Yadda yadda yadda, I meet up with her at a nearby bar after Brewfest, things are going really well, she asks me to come home with her and then adds "Is it okay if my husband watches?" No. No it is not okay. Went to another bar, recognized a girl I'd seen at our tent earlier. I'm not sure why, but we exchange Twitters. This morning I see her retweeting Phila Lawyer.
GODDAMN IT Bumble bees. ALL OVER my backyard. Some of you know these as The Big Bees That Scare You At Picnics. Some of you believe the urban legend that these hummingbird-sized bees don't sting you. Oh but they sting, lying motherfuckers. You see, these terrifying stormtroopers of Lucifer stake an area out, and then guard it single-sentinel. If you get inside the hovering demon's comfort bubble, whether you're an angry wasp, bird, moth, or in my case, human being he is willing to die for his cause. I also have to DJ the biggest stag and doe I've ever done tonight. It's for friends and they're selling the booze cheap, so I hope my shit doesn't get all destroyed and shit. But for NOW....it's GO time, bee: Spoiler
...and that is how you kill a bitch. A lot of people never consider it, but if you have a large anthill or need to kill a colony in a split heartbeat, a pot of boiling water is the instant cataract of death. Just be careful, though.
Yes,but THEIR TESTICLES EXPLODE. <a class="postlink" href="http://m.neatorama.com/2007/04/30/30-strangest-animal-mating-habits" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://m.neatorama.com/2007/04/30/30-st ... ing-habits</a>