Well, I thank you for the welcome of dubious quality, [chat], but now I must go get ice-cream.
And also read Guns Germs and Steel.
worst book ever
Yeah, just like a girl not to understand war, conquest, and other manly things. Like Syphilis chancres on the penis.
It's poorly written!
Also his thesis seems to be that aboriginal New Zealanders are inherently more intelligent than Europeans, because he likes them more and they evolved that way.
I have to read it for school...grr...
Edit: Where is the volcano? Could I vacation there for a few weeks before plunging to my doom in lava?
Gooey, you mistook my silence for offense, when in fact my silence was due to the fact that I needed to shower and move across campus, although not in that order.
Although if you met me, I guarentee you wouldn't be able to tell I was a gay.
Gooey, you mistook my silence for offense, when in fact my silence was due to the fact that I needed to shower and move across campus, although not in that order.
Although if you met me, I guarentee you wouldn't be able to tell I was a gay.
Gooey, you mistook my silence for offense, when in fact my silence was due to the fact that I needed to shower and move across campus, although not in that order.
Although if you met me, I guarentee you wouldn't be able to tell I was a gay.
You don't think your wang hanging out would be a giveaway?
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It's probably because, living on the West Coast, he doesn't really understand that there are alternatives to Wal-Mart, and thus the idea that there are goods besides Chinese-made goods that appeal to the redneck demographic is lost on him.
O_o
Have you ever actually been to a decent-sized West Coast city?
In an area that isn't economically-depressed or otherwise full of poor people?
I think you're missing his point
His point being that the east coast is totally better than the west coast
Yes, Elendil has the correct interpretation. The West Coast is nothing but starfuckers, hippies and rubes.
Also his thesis seems to be that aboriginal New Zealanders are inherently more intelligent than Europeans, because he likes them more and they evolved that way.
I have to read it for school...grr...
Edit: Where is the volcano? Could I vacation there for a few weeks before plunging to my doom in lava?
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Hey so when I used the bathroom stall at work today I really had to fight back the impulse to tap my right foot and stick my hand under the stall next to me.
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I just broke a vial of perfume. Broke it into the bath and across the bathroom floor. It was a tricky escape to say the least.
So now your feet smell really good?
They smell, I wouldn't call it good, so much as strong. The problem is the glass everywhere, and water everywhere and the two looking the same, and it being the room I'm barefoot in most often.
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Hey so when I used the bathroom stall at work today I really had to fight back the impulse to tap my right foot and stick my hand under the stall next to me.
I do that all the time, but I accompany it by saying "alllllms for the pooooor" in a Baba Yaga-type voice.
They smell, I wouldn't call it good, so much as strong. The problem is the glass everywhere, and water everywhere and the two looking the same, and it being the room I'm barefoot in most often.
This is half-way to cinematic.
Now you just need to be naked, in slow-motion, and with high-spirited opera music going on while you dodge a thrown knife.
They smell, I wouldn't call it good, so much as strong. The problem is the glass everywhere, and water everywhere and the two looking the same, and it being the room I'm barefoot in most often.
This is half-way to cinematic.
Now you just need to be naked, in slow-motion, and with high-spirited opera music going on while you dodge a thrown knife.
I am naked if it helps. Slow motion I can do. The Opera might be a tough call.
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Hey so when I used the bathroom stall at work today I really had to fight back the impulse to tap my right foot and stick my hand under the stall next to me.
The guy you stared at for two minutes in through the crack in the door in the stall next to you was quite the looker, huh?
They smell, I wouldn't call it good, so much as strong. The problem is the glass everywhere, and water everywhere and the two looking the same, and it being the room I'm barefoot in most often.
This is half-way to cinematic.
Now you just need to be naked, in slow-motion, and with high-spirited opera music going on while you dodge a thrown knife.
I am naked if it helps. Slow motion I can do. The Opera might be a tough call.
Oh, and I suppose you could pull of the dodge in your sleep? Shure.
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I'm willing to keep on trying until I pull it off!
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Hey so when I used the bathroom stall at work today I really had to fight back the impulse to tap my right foot and stick my hand under the stall next to me.
The guy you stared at for two minutes in through the crack in the door in the stall next to you was quite the looker, huh?
I wanted to make sure that he noticed my blue eyes, so I fidgeted a lot to get his attention.
I just found out I'll be TAing a technical writing course, instead of an essay writing course, even though essay writing is the most common course to TA and I put it at the top of my preferences, and I have two years of experience tutoring students in essay writing at a university job.
Now I have to show business students how to write a goddamn report or something
Hey so when I used the bathroom stall at work today I really had to fight back the impulse to tap my right foot and stick my hand under the stall next to me.
The guy you stared at for two minutes in through the crack in the door in the stall next to you was quite the looker, huh?
I wanted to make sure that he noticed my blue eyes, so I fidgeted a lot to get his attention.
Perhaps you should have slipped him a business card informing him that you're a moderator of an entire internet subforum. I wonder what he would have thought of that?
Can't gay people jsut expsoe themselves to teenagers on the train like normal people?
In one of my girlfriend's psych books (?) they had an anecdote in the section of sexuality regarding how people are "turned on". Basically, there was a businessman on Wall Street who absolutely, positively could not become aroused under any normal circumstance. At all. The only thing that could arouse him was to expose himself to old ladies with walkers on the subway. A regular walkerless old lady didn't do it for him. He'd do this, then go run home to be with his girlfriend. Nothing else worked for him.
Can't gay people jsut expsoe themselves to teenagers on the train like normal people?
In one of my girlfriend's psych books (?) they had an anecdote in the section of sexuality regarding how people are "turned on". Basically, there was a businessman on Wall Street who absolutely, positively could not become aroused under any normal circumstance. At all. The only thing that could arouse him was to expose himself to old ladies with walkers on the subway. A regular walkerless old lady didn't do it for him. He'd do this, then go run home to be with his girlfriend. Nothing else worked for him.
Can't gay people jsut expsoe themselves to teenagers on the train like normal people?
In one of my girlfriend's psych books (?) they had an anecdote in the section of sexuality regarding how people are "turned on". Basically, there was a businessman on Wall Street who absolutely, positively could not become aroused under any normal circumstance. At all. The only thing that could arouse him was to expose himself to old ladies with walkers on the subway. A regular walkerless old lady didn't do it for him. He'd do this, then go run home to be with his girlfriend. Nothing else worked for him.
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It's poorly written!
Also his thesis seems to be that aboriginal New Zealanders are inherently more intelligent than Europeans, because he likes them more and they evolved that way.
I have to read it for school...grr...
Edit: Where is the volcano? Could I vacation there for a few weeks before plunging to my doom in lava?
Only if the ostriches don't want her.
Yep until then
(after dinner and a movie)
I know how to treat a lady, they tell me.
I imagine treating a guy is much the same.
I giggle every time I get a chance to use that image.
Hmm I want to read Guns Germs and Steel.
Goodbye, ZBK. You pronounce your name wrong, fyi.
Yes, Elendil has the correct interpretation. The West Coast is nothing but starfuckers, hippies and rubes.
Also: hi.
Cola?
So now your feet smell really good?
I do that all the time, but I accompany it by saying "alllllms for the pooooor" in a Baba Yaga-type voice.
This is half-way to cinematic.
Now you just need to be naked, in slow-motion, and with high-spirited opera music going on while you dodge a thrown knife.
The drug? Sure.
The cola? No.
Oh, and I suppose you could pull of the dodge in your sleep? Shure.
I just found out I'll be TAing a technical writing course, instead of an essay writing course, even though essay writing is the most common course to TA and I put it at the top of my preferences, and I have two years of experience tutoring students in essay writing at a university job.
Now I have to show business students how to write a goddamn report or something
God dammit
In one of my girlfriend's psych books (?) they had an anecdote in the section of sexuality regarding how people are "turned on". Basically, there was a businessman on Wall Street who absolutely, positively could not become aroused under any normal circumstance. At all. The only thing that could arouse him was to expose himself to old ladies with walkers on the subway. A regular walkerless old lady didn't do it for him. He'd do this, then go run home to be with his girlfriend. Nothing else worked for him.
Being naked always helps.
Use internet radio for the music.
Stay naked, and I'll be over with the knife as soon as I find the teleporter.
There are dozens of us! Dozens!
He's probably referencing the same video I posted here a while back that grossed everyone out.
It's not me.
good. cause it sounded gross.