You think you’re striking out, I lost out to a guy in a bunny suit.
Uh oh. Mrs Six just got up (she works nights) and she is not happy about my flirting with the straight girls.
Looks like I may have to be . . . indisposed for the next few hours while she interrogates me to find out exactly what I’ve been doing all day.
Okay, what the heck …
Here’s me and my daughter playing DDR at the Providence Place Mall.
I hope I didn’t post this earlier in the thread, so if I did, I apologize.
Here’s my My Space profile and all the pics therein:
Now wait a minute, who says the high shelf duty specialist has to be a guy? :dubious:
Oh okay. How interesting. I wonder how I’d look in a midnight blue chemise…
Well I noticed of course. But you’ve posted a description a couple of times already in other threads so it’s not hard to imagine what you look like.
OMG!
Holy moly, Batman! Did you see that?
[sub]did anyone notice my pic? :([/sub]
Sorry it took me so long to sail back here…been off pillaging…
Cynical Gabe, thanks for the compliment (love that mountain man pic of yours), and Kaitlyn thanks for the invitation to the orientation training!!!
Miss Violaceous, you can serve on my ship anytime, you look like a wench who can plunder with the best of them!
Indygrrl, I have to know, when did you meet Ron Jeremy?
Lobsang, you’re a looker (see, someone did notice yer pics).
And Kaitlyn, when are we going to see this sexy lingerie pic of yours?
Oh, I definitely have panties to match. And I prefer garter belts.
Maybe we can…share?
Look, I updated mine. The bottom one is my favorite!
:eek:
Woah…I’m…speechless… :eek:
You want some of my anti-depressants? Or would you rather have some whiskey? I’ve got both. And some anti-anxiety meds as well. We can spend our time mixing everything in various combinations to see if we can ever forget that we posted to this thread.
Anybody notice mine?
Thanks, Tuck, but I think I’ll just finish my milk and then go join a monastery.
Thank goodness I’m 5’8". I’ll wear slippers without heels. I’ll be over here where no one can see me, flattered and embarrassed with the attention.
Just tap me on the shoulder or something when it’s time for the pillow fights.
Yes. Your daughter looks like she knows what she’s doing. You, sir, on the other hand…
House rules. High shelf duty, heavy boxes, opening pickle jars, and taking out the trash are guy stuff. I don’t make the rules, I just follow them. Cuz if I don’t I get punished. Not that I’m really capable of doing that stuff anyway.
Here’s one request. Hmm. How many will it take? Maybe if I lose the pillow fight, I’ll post something.
Um, I’ll just sit here and wait till I’m old enough to do anything…