And cheesecake. Don’t forget cheesecake.
I know something I won’t tell …
You can add me and RickQ to the “met on the dope and married in 2002” list.
It makes for a fun story to tell people. Hmmmm…woman in Michigan, man in England. “How did you meet?” they ask. We usually start with something like “well, there is this website called the dope…but it is not like it sounds.” 
For some reason, if I tell someone we met on the net (and I usually do), I want them to know it was not a dating site. Don’t know why that is so important to me, but it is.
20 questions, then?
- Does it have anything to do with ducks?
And Brynda, I (for some reason) feel kind of the same way you do. It’s weird.
Hush. Don’t tell him that, he’ll think he got a bad deal here.
Then again, a baked brie wouldn’t have netted him nearly as many, ah…favors.
Wha…? You mean, with jewelry, you get favors?
What kind of favors are you talking about, anyway? I mean, should I ante up with the pretty, sparkly stuff (yes, yes, maybe even white gold and a stone of sorts), will she get my mail, fetch my slippers or refill my pipe?
Gosh, I need to know what to expect. 
Rhymes with “snowjob”.
Deal.
“IIIIIII’MMMMMMM dreaming of a white gold Christmas!”
No Rob.
Mo-fo gob.
Lo dob.
Go cob.
Show mob.
Joe Bob?
By this, you’d think Verrain and I are the only ones left who have yet to tie the knot.
Gunslinger and racinchikki are among the Engaged group, as are iampunha and fizzestothetop. They’re the only other ones I can think of off the top of my head.
But I think Verrain and I are the next to change status.
Ya see? I told you there were more!
(TVGuy marks his calendar to remind himself NOT to miss the next nearby DopeFest!) 
Well, NYC Dope is coming up. It’s nearby, if you count the Western Hemisphere as nearby…
- Is it a mineral? A movie? Damnit, I never was any good at these games; could you please gesture again?
No. And no. But it does have something to do with the owner of a Care Bear and an Allman Brothers fan.
An Allman Brothers fan? Is it the accordion-folded kind that you can fold up, or is it the “cardboard stapled to a big popsicle stick” kind you get in church?
Dude. That must be a nightmare for you.
I’ll adapt. After all, if… er, favors are involved, then adaptation is best.
Besides, resistance, I hear, is futile. :eek:
Cool. One Ho Snob, comin’ right up…