Well, that's the trick, you're going to be like "Hey, that ammo doesn't fit those guns!" Then they hit you with the real guns! Spoiler
Well up until now, no, that thought had never crossed my mind. Panties it is. Also, what a horrible mental image.
I need to stop firing off insults towards Penn State on facebook. Entertain me, TiB. I beg of you. *edit sort of the wrong word
Aairport boozing is prohibitively expensive. Flying sober is against the rules! I remember on my 6am flight to Mexico last year, thy were passing out hampagne to everyone before everyone had even been seated. Glorious.
$7.79 for a pint of coors light here, before tax. I upgraded to Guinness class. If you want cheap beer in an airport, Munich. Go now and thank me later.
Liv Tyler and Alicia Silverstone were/are hot [youtube]http://www.youtube.com/v/NMNgbISmF4I[/youtube] Still creeped out that Steven Tyler cast his own daughter for this vid though. Jesus fuck. I can't fix that embed. I don't know what's wrong with me. I apologize.
Have to head to NY this weekend for my great-grandmother's memorial. She had herself a long life. Like, born before the U.S. entered the Great War. Like, was already over a decade old when bread started getting sliced. Like, Model T old. Crazy. Not quite looking forward to 4 generations falling out and whatnot, but it is what it is.
Also, why is it that they absolutely have to card every single person in an airport bar? Even if they are 100 years old they ask, and if you don't show it, no booze. Every airport I have been to has been like this.
Your GREAT GRANDMOTHER? My GRANDMOTHER was born 1915 and you are probably roughly the same age as I am.
Hey Guys - Long time lurker, first time poster. But I had to register because I have a dilemma. So I'm originally from Ireland, but I'm couch-surfing my way across America. I've landed this weekend at this bird's house. She seems nice enough, I think she's what you guys might call a Bohemian Hipster. She's certainly not a wagon. But she's sending me all these mixed signals...I think she wants to give me the business! I don't want to seem like a creeper and I certainly don't want to arse things up and lose my couch for the weekend. What should I do?
When I was living in Berlin I had a hankering for a Jim n Coke, so I went out with my friend to a store, bought a bottle of Beam, and then went to McDonalds and bought a coke. I went slightly off the main drag (literally one of the best known streets in all of Germany), to the staircase leading to a parking garage, and stared pouring whiskey into my coke on the railing, when I heard a person coming down the stairs. I looked up, and it was a cop. I froze, and all he said was "Prost!" (cheers) I was able to compose myself quickly, lifted my glass, and toasted "zum Ihre wohl" (To your health) He thanked me and walked off.
I say you give her a good rodgering as a thankful gesture for the use of her couch for the weekend. It's the right thing to do.
So here is your way too much info post of the day, but this morning after getting a handy, Jägerette and I realized that since we have been together, she had never given me a hand job. We have done just about everything else, anal, salad tossing, three ways, public sex, sex in front of other people, masturbated in front of each other, defec... and so on, but she hasn't even done some thing as simple as shake hands with my bishop till he was good and satisfied. It makes me wonder what other simple things we may have neglected.
Either this is a coincidence, a HUGE coincidence, or we're being fucked with by an oirish man on his very first post. Having dealt with my share of sneaky irishmen, I suspect it's door #3.