I’m thinking it’s like “getting on my nerves”.
Or is it something much more humorous?
Do you think Jesus will be on his own, or will he be bringing those twelve friends of his? You’re going to need alot more snacks if he brings the whole gang (I suppose we could call them Jesus’ posse–the Apostle posse).
He’ll probably bring a couple basketloads of bread and fish, but it just isn’t a party without nachos and dip. See if you can get him to pose with yourself and a statue of his mom. That should be a keeper.
Would you ask for me if he posed for all those pictures in : The ASexuality of Christ in Renaissance Art and Modern Oblivion by Leo Sternberg?
Because if he did I think that makes him the world’s first porn star! :eek:
Better hide the skin mags… if Bruce Chilton is right about him… well that might be MORE of the Divine Son than you want to see!
dunno where that A came from… Its Sexuality not asexuality
Talk about your Freudian slips!
Well, whatever you do, Rue, don’t wear your Freudian slip under your housecoat. In fact, have you looked into sackcloth and ashes rentals? I hear they’re very cheap in the off-season. Makes a good impression on The Man.
That’s it exactly - sorry :smack:
note to self: don’t post english slang on american message boards - even if it makes Cerowyn smile.
only if you’re that way inclined mate, [sub]although i admit i have a cracking set of man-boobs.[/sub]
“Cracking set of man-boobs” like “cracking your knuckles” or “cracking” like those steel balls (also good to have) on a string in the rack that you crack against each other to make the one on the end bounce out? Although to do that right, you’d need five man-boobs. With five man-boobs, just cracking them wouldn’t be your biggest party trick.
(Yeah I grok “cracking”. I’ve seen Wallace and Gromit. “Cracking toast, Gromit!”)
snif mummy, the big bad yanks are all picking on me… 
So Rue did Jesus show up? Did he bring loaves and fishes (tho technically I think you’re supposed to have the 5 loaves and 2 fish on hand already for that trick)? Any water into wine? Was it good wine? Did he bring the 12 Aposses? Did y’all go fishing for men? (mmmm… man fishing!) I just gotta know!
Jesus stood me up. Can you believe it? I even vacuumed. That’s how serious I took it.
That Jesus. “Oh yeah, I’m coming,” and then he never shows up. Maybe today…
Water into wine is so last millenium. I’m only inviting Jesus over if he can turn water into nacho dip.
Dammit. I wish I had an ocean between me and Rue so I could use neato british slang without sounding like a poseur.
“Poseur” makes you sound French. Watch it, slort.
Well, that’s the problem. I’m slang impaired.