By any chance, are you one of Joseph Pujol’s descendants?
No, I’m not… but I’ve heard a lot about Joseph Pujol. 
Ya know, this WAS a nice useful thread. Now, I don’t know WHAT the hell you people are talking about.
So, how do we achieve world peace and justice?
The world is coming to an end!
Film at 11:00.
Last night about 11 I was watching a film: Fight Club. Makes me wonder when I will ever meet my cool personality. Or if I already did.
My in-laws are coming to visit tomorrow. I’m going to clean out the refrigerator, scrub the kitchen, dining room and bathroom floors, dust and vaccuum everything else and shopping for groceries tonight after work. What am I forgetting?
You are obviously forgetting to scour the house for high-octane, twitchy, jumping spiders. I was a guest at a friend’s house this weekend, and was reading in bed for a bit one evening, when I suddenly sensed the icy, remorseless stare of a creature with numerous eyes and legs. Upon turning my head, I discovered the hideous beast, a spider, sitting smugly on the headboard, as if to say “My mission here tonight, is to keep you from sleeping.” Naturally, I grabbed some tp from the bathroom, and balled it up, in preparation for disposing of said creature. Despite a couple good opportunities to extinguish its career of taunting me, I was unable to place said creature’s lifeless remains into the aforementioned toilet paper. The thing could jump out of the way, and quickly. I gave up after a few minutes, and went back to reading. Soon after, I glanced over again, and there it was, back in its same viewing position. Irritated by its total disregard for my previous stern warnings, I grabbed the tp and went through the very same procedure, and yet again, I missed repeatedly, while the beastly little arachnid continued to prance around and taunt me, saying “I am going to crawl on you when you go to sleep.” Soon thereafter, it was time for me to get some sleep. So I turned out the light, and had to lie there, knowing that the loathesome creature would be back at his perch soon enough.
So if you want your guests to enjoy a good stay at your home, hunt down those unrepentant, high-speed jumping spiders.
Well, I left a phone message for hubby to spray the exterior of the house with insecticide. (After all this IS Houston.) How’s that?
What insecticide are you using, and what are you hoping to kill?
Kill the all and let God sort them out!
Good strategy!
On another note, I feel that everybody needs love… or is looking for it. Discuss or not, as you please.
You know, if you take song titles with the word “love” in them, and replace “love” with “come” you can get some funny results.
“All You Need Is Come”
“Come Is A Many Splendored Thing”
“How Deep Is Your Come”
And if that had been the actual title, Weird Al Yankovic’s inevitable parody would have been called How Cheap is Your Gum.
Ewww.
I don’t need to hear a song about how deep someone’s cum is. Haven’t song lyrics gotten gross and stupid enough already?
I thought we’d hit the ultimate in low when the DeVinyls did “I Touch Myself.” Apparently not.
No, apparently not.
I don’t remember why I got onto this topic last year with one of my Port Macquarie friends (that’s in New South Wales, Australia), but he told me about a Bon Jovi song that was about oral sex from the guy’s point of view.
Unfortunately, I can’t seem to find a link to the lyrics. Maybe I’ll ask The J Man about it later on tonight…
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I’d love to go to Australia. I haven’t gotten out of the U.S. now in a couple years.
I would, too… another one of my Australian friends (G) tells me that he’d like to move to Canada or New Zealand, if he had a choice.
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Demon WP, spiders mostly, don’t mind if it gets the millipedes, ants and silverfish either.
You know, I’ve recently eaten silverfish.
Silverfish? Is that a good thing to eat - I thought those were little bugs…happy eating, though!
I picked up some awesome silver jewelry in Cozumel last month!