All I can say is that for a bear cub she has some really good . . . typing skills.
PB, if your daughter is a bear cub, I want to be one. Or something.
And why the heck do you dress her up like a teenage female-type person and put makeup on her and all that stuff? Have you no respect for the rights of bears? Anyone? Anyone?
As it would appear that I have fallen out of favor as PB’s roommate, I would like to apply for the position of PB’s live-in son, while her actual son is away.
StarFleet reject? I am first in line when such a group forms. In fact, my daughters will actually be the ones that develop the first actual WARP drive.
The best you could do is the USAF. You are retired for crying out loud. You must be too old to give PB what she needs, she needs a young but experiences man like myself.
Look flyboy, don’t you have some naked twister game to drool over or some pillow fight to referee? You spend too much time rubbing cinnamon oil on pillow fighters and such to really give PB the attention that she deserves.
Step back old man and let me show you how it is done. We will see if I can teach an old dog new tricks, now go fetch boy.
Not possible. In “Star Trek: First Contact”, Zephrym Cochran develops it. The first chapter in the warp drive textbook Geordie uses in school is titled “Zephrym Cochran”.
Unless, of course, you have another daughter and name her Zephrym, and she married Johnnie Cochran:D
First, stay out of this boy, you are way down in the pile this is between me and flyboy.
Second, I know what the story is according to the storylines, but I tell you my daughters will be the real ones to develop it.
As for you flyboy, I am sure you have forgotten a great manny things in your life time. Among those is likely that you have forgotten much of what you ever knew about pleasing a woman.
But I guarantee that I can and will kick your butt.
Smacks VB over the head with one of the pillows from the long gone pillow fight.
Now, now, boys. No fighting, please. There’s plenty of me to go around. Oh, wait! That doesn’t sound right. Blush
Anyway, I’ve finally made my decision. It was a tough one, to be sure, so many wonderful choices. I didn’t want to hurt or offend anyone either, you’re all such a bunch of sweeties <not to mention talented hotties!> Okay, enough of the waffling around. Here’s my choice:
EVERYONE!
Now for the details. Each one will come live with me for 2 months <longer terms can be negotiated ;)>, and I’ll start with VB, who narrowly edged out StrTrkr. Jeffery, you’re next, followed by pipefitter, who is then followed by dpr<if you’re willing to relocate, dear>. Now, after that…awwww, heck. Ya’ll decide, by the order in which you reply to me.
<Rushes off to clean out his room, and put fresh sheets on my bed, and get whipped cream and cherries and don’t forget the…>
Well, StrTrkr, I picked VB because he’s my pal, we go back a long way. And, as for your pic: WOW!! :eek: Honey, why does your wife even let you out of the house?!?!
<Besides, I did say longer terms can be negotiated, and after seeing your pic…>
So, where are all of the other guys who wanted me to pick them? Joey? Care to explain your ‘tongue in cheek’ comment? I’d like to hear details, please!
I think I’m a bit young for you, PB, so I’ll take myself out of the running (was I ever in it?) . . . but if your bear cubette needs a personal guard or anything for school . . . or a homework person or a babysitter . . . whatever she needs, I will be only too happy to come live with y’all and help out.
Hmmmm… Joey. I hardly know what to say. I wasn’t expecting so much detail. I think the less I say about that, the better, for now. No, I’m not upset. Just surprised.