I don’t love my job, but I do like it. But we are in our second-busiest and most disorganized time of the year, and I am six feet under.
But I have the SDMB to keep me sane. It’s almost like part of my job to me now, as it’s the only respite I have all day.
Thanks guys. Love you!
Wow, uh, this is sort of unexpected. I didn’t realize you, uh, felt this way. That’s really great. I mean, I totally feel that way too, although different, you know?
I think maybe we should just be friends. I’ll call you!
Giraffe…what I actually love about you is your 13-inch prehensile tongue.
Boy that was naughty.
As long as we’re keeping it platonic I’ll buy you a beer or something when you have time to relax.
Power back on yet?
Well, gosh golly gee whiz and shucks Elenia28, I ummm… ummmm… like you too. Really. No kiddin’. Like you. Yep. ummmmmmm… gotta go now. See ya later. Really. kiss kiss ummm… let’s do lunch. Bye now.
Wait, what? Damn it.
I love you, but I’m not in love with you. It’s not you, it’s me. I’m in a selfish phase right now. In another time or place we could’ve been great, but I’m in a sort of “me” place right now.
I’ll call you. Promise.
::runs screaming from the thread::
Wonderful, but…don’t you think you’re…I mean, I’m kind of young for you, don’t you think?
I’m not saying it can’t happen! I love you too, it’s just…you know? At least give me some time to think it over.
…But you’re still not getting our Bud Light!
You dig graves?
What, now my 12-inch prehensile tongue isn’t good enough? I see how it is!
Sure, you say you love us. And yet you never call, you never remember our birthday… for all you pay attention to us, we could be lying dead in a ditch somewhere. No, no, don’t say anything…I know how you really feel. We type and type our fingers to the bone to bring you a fulfilling message board and this is the thanks we get. Oh, how sharper than a serpent’s tooth is an ungrateful Doper…
What kind of love are we talking about, anyway? Is this platonic love, the love of a child for a parent, the love of a sibling for her older brother, or the kind of love that involves lots of champagne, cool whip, Hershey’s chocolate syrup, erotic fruits andsexy lingerie on the floor in the Suite at the Ritz for the weekend?
I’d really hate to get my signals crossed on this one.
Twelve inches? Pathetic.
*:: points and laughs at Already in Use :: *
I hate you all so very, very much.
I’m kidding, of course. I don’t have a grudge against a single person here.
I love…
… cake?
I think Giraffe hates me
So, am I the only one who, upon reading the thread title, got a mental image of Elenia28 staggering about, clutching a bottle of vodka, and informing us that “I lub you guys! You’re my bestestest friends in the whoooole world…”?
I love you, too. And I respect you totally.
Wanna do it again?
Oh, Og yes. YES. Right now!
…oh, shit.
So I guess now we can just cuddle, right?
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