Not the first time I've heard that...ICStupidPeople wrote:No, he ruined the moment.
Well, that philosophy worked out pretty well for the president...ICStupidPeople wrote:I figured as long as I was in college, I could experiment and it would be ok.
Hey, just because I'm a 20-something year old male and I'm in my sexual prime, doesn't mean I screw *everything*...although, I sometimes do have an ulterior motive when I ask "are you gonna eat that?"ICStupidPeople wrote:Now that I know he's male, well, that just screws everything
Okay, there's an obvious joke here about Asians with squinty eyes and the possibility of me talking in a higher voice, but I don't need to crack that joke. Quite frankly, I'm above that. :p:ICStupidPeople wrote:up cause although I could convince my hubby to videotape the chick/chick thing (he's oriental, he's got the camera and would be all into that), the me/male thing wouldn't be so easy.
Yes, and damn other forms of happiness too! Damn rainbows! Damn sunshine! Damn friendship!ICStupidPeople wrote:Damn this whole happily married thing.
Well, that philosophy worked out pretty well for the last president...ICStupidPeople wrote:I think in my next life I am going to marry someone I don't really like and not worry about screwing around.
Be careful what you ask for. The FSM has a sense of humor and might send you back as a possum which is fine until some wayward Texan is driving down the highway near your tree one day...ICStupidPeople wrote:Unless I come back as a marcupial....do they mate for life????
So on my way home from work today, a song came on the radio that made me feel kinda funny. I'm sure some of you all have heard it, it's the one by The Killers and it goes:
Somebody told me
That you had a boyfriend
Who looked like a girlfriend
That I had in February
Of last year...
I feel like this thread gives that a whole weird new meaning...
