I’ve got two pieces of chocolate cheesecake left. Want one?
Cheer up.
The rain will stop.
Look, I don’t care what age you are or what the other’s say. You’re still smokin’ hot to me.
They don’t know you like we know you.
Twickster I am SOOOO with you! Your entire post (except for the mini-butterfinger and broken tooth) could have been mine! I say we begin a reign of destruction the likes of which the world has never seen! Huge fireballs raining on the earth! Fingernails screeching across blackboards worldwide! The sound of glass shattering, metal screaming, humans wailing, cats and dogs howling…
ok. How about a nice, snuggly, purring kitten? Feeling any better? Me neither.
Kind of like Albert’s mother in Bye Bye Birdie? **starts humming What’s the Matter with Kids Today?
Cranky – you’re on. I’ll bring the scythe, you bring the Uzi.
Ah, shit, whooshed by NoClueBoy. Did I mention I’m having a bad day here?
Q: Havie a bad day?
A: No, thanks. I’m already having one.
You poor baby… How about a back rub?
SNAP…!
OWWW! That’s gonna leave a mark!
You’re highly esteemed here so that should lift your spirits at least a little.
And 51 is a good age for losing weight, so please take the necessary steps and start feeling better about yourself as the pounds slip away.
You people are viscious.
I’m talkin’ wounded shark here.
The Great White has a bite force of 800 pounds and razor sharp teeth. I measured it myself, I did!
Nice – crack about my weight and my teeth.
Don’t encourage him. He’ll just take more notes watching “Animal Planet” and proclaim it to be his own research. :rolleyes:
Although nobody has been pointing out my imperfections, I am tubby and 52. Also I had a filling recently drop out and I regularly prod the space with my tongue. My dentist has offered me an appointment 4 weeks ahead (though if anything starts to hurt, I can get an emergency call).
I live in England, so of course it’s raining.
Spooky, huh?
Whoa. :eek:
As bad as being middle aged, over weight, flabby, under-sexed, physically unattractive and having bad teeth might be, there is something worse. After a while you learn to live with it. Even worse, you become comfortable with it. After a while you hope that it all ends in oblivion because oblivion sounds so uncomplicated. Let it rain. Let you teeth fall out. Buy trousers a size or two larger. Wear full-cut underwear. Enjoy the process of deterioration.
Aging is not for wimps!
Iowa?
Iowa has a bite force of a short tonne. I been there, I measured it!
Twicks has a nice rack. (see second sentance above.)
Twicks, if it makes you feel better, I’ll save some Hershey cake for you. 12.4 ounces of Hershey chocolate and another 8 ounces of Hershey’s syrup. And no nuts.
[sub]Of course, if you really have nothing to do Saturday, you could come over and eat some yourself, along with some nice fried chicken.[/sub]
Robin
Saw a book on my customer’s kitchen counter yesterday, flipped the cover open, and remarked that it was a good one! 