WTF do you mean, why can't I fucking be fucking more like Gordon fucking Ramsay? --anon.
Well, that's pretty much all I need to know about yeast infections ... I'm off to update the blog. --anon.
So, your previous boyfriend scanned all your Grisham novels to DVD...? --wo
They voted Douglas Adams off? That just leaves John Grisham and Georgette Heyer! Oh well. That should make the "American Literary Idol" grand finale mud wrestling match all the more interesting.--Mother (Re)produces
Get your hand out of my popcorn.--Mother (Re)produces
Hey! Get your own hot dog. --Mother (Re)produces
And this is how you DO get published... --Rick Daley
I either have to kill the TV, myself or the girl... --wendy
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ReplyDeleteWTF do you mean, why can't I fucking be fucking more like Gordon fucking Ramsay? --anon.
Well, that's pretty much all I need to know about yeast infections ... I'm off to update the blog. --anon.
So, your previous boyfriend scanned all your Grisham novels to DVD...? --wo
They voted Douglas Adams off? That just leaves John Grisham and Georgette Heyer! Oh well. That should make the "American Literary Idol" grand finale mud wrestling match all the more interesting.--Mother (Re)produces
Get your hand out of my popcorn.--Mother (Re)produces
Hey! Get your own hot dog. --Mother (Re)produces
And this is how you DO get published... --Rick Daley
I either have to kill the TV, myself or the girl... --wendy
robin's going to be jealous.
ReplyDeleteActually paca, I think that is me sitting there. (The girl. Not the old fart.)
ReplyDeleteNice one, anon.
ReplyDeleteI always wonder how many anons there are and if any of them are known minions who sometimes hide.