I think what he was talking about was more along the lines of this; a guy I know on another forum put this up: He didn't need to shoot that cat. He shot it because, "Fuck cats". You know who else hated cats? Hitler.
Jesus Christ, that was an unpleasant picture to wake up to. A little heads-up would have rocked. Counterpoint: Take note of the dog licking his own nose in the second picture.
What do you think the "Caution: Carcii" was for? That cat with it's eye all bulged out looks like Bill the cat from Bloom County.
I thought nothing of it, because I don't speak in made-up Texas slang. I guess I just expected a shitty story and clicked away. Fool on me, though, for not checking Google first.
So, a guy you aren't dating that isn't dating anyone else had the audacity to put his penis in someone so you threw up in his bathroom as revenge? Or is it the fact that he talked about putting his penis elsewhere that was bad? Help me out here. I'm all kinds of confused.
Let me help you out with the book I'm doing on Women. It's One Chapter long. Chapter One: If you're thinking about fucking a particular woman, shame on you. She will be insulted that you think of her that way. If you're not thinking about fucking a particular woman, shame on you. She will be insulted that you're not thinking of her that way. The end.
I was planning to go over to a coworker's house and do some... uh... fire-based outdoor cooking with my other coworkers (only the cool ones, though) and now it looks like it's going to rain. Shit.
Hey man, not everyone realizes that words have actual meanings. It's cool. If I needed to get home in time to grill a steak and have it on the table at eight pm, I'd need to be home by 7:30. Coals take 20. Steak takes 10. If I needed to have BBQ chicken on the table by eight, I'd need to put it on the smoker by three or four.
Well, now it actually is raining, but thank god I won't be using the word "barbecue" in a way that everyone here actually understands but some people will get huffy about. Do you guys also get pissed off when someone says that a lotion is an emulsion of water in oil, or that a cream is an emulsion of oil in water?
The baby and I have been hiding in the closet for the last 20 minutes. Hiding from the "invisible diesels"(a Thomas the train reference). She insists we whisper to each other. Happy Father's Day everyone!
Fuck the Bruins. I'm new to the Blackhawk's Bandwagon, and I went to the game last night. Second NHL hockey game I've ever been to. For size Spoiler Spoiler Spoiler Yep, that's from the Penthouse. Center Ice. I walked in and everyone telling me that there wasn't a Bulls game that night and I could go home. Then they asked if I was Oduya's little brother. I honestly believe I fucked up the game by being the 10th black person in the entire building. I feel bad. Also, I've been to playoff Bulls games before, where it got loud as hell. Holy fucking hell, it never got as loud as it did at the Blackhawk's game. I was scared for like 5 seconds. Hockey fans are pretty fucking hardcore, like it was a solid wall of screaming for 10 minutes at the beginning of the game and deafening after the first goal.
It was the fact that he's been sleeping with me to the best of his ability, and dropped that on me in the midst of a group conversation rather than discreetly pulling me aside. I appreciate knowing that you're "spoken for" so that I don't make the faux pas of flirting with you, but you don't need to tell me in an embarrassing fashion, in front of others like I should have known you started sleeping with someone else a whole 5 days ago and are now off the market. I am more than happy for him to date or fuck someone else, but notifying me could have been done in a much more tasteful manner. Forgive me for being fall-down drunk and not clarifying.
I was going to ask about that actually. On TV it seemed like there was a real lack of atmosphere for a Stanley Cup final game. At times it seemed really noisy, but there were large stretches of the game where you couldn't hear anything other than the noise of the game itself. No chanting or clapping or anything. It's the fucking Stanley Cup, there should be non stop noise for sixty minutes, plus however much OT they decide to play that night.
Ah, so at a party at his house he mentioned to some people whom you both know that he's been seeing someone... as an affront to you. Got it.
I know y'all love making girls out to be batshit crazy, and there are plenty of batshit crazies to be sure. But if you've been sleeping with someone, someone you've known for over a decade and should in theory have some respect and consideration for, you don't go out of your way to embarrass them. I don't flirt with attached guys. Had I known he was "spoken for", I wouldn't have said anything. Apparently even people "in the know" didn't even think anything was going on, because my best friends, the people whom he lives with, were mortified for me. Y'all want girls to be less crazy, don't be a fucking dick to girls, especially at their party. Yeah. It was all about me. It was my party that was being hosted by my friends/his roommates. So maybe exhibit some basic manners and decency, and you might not think girls are crazy so often. In any event, I cleaned the bathroom up before I came out of it. I would never get sick and leave it for someone else to clean up. Because I have fucking manners.