I have more expensive tastes than the mere Spotted Owl, Fenris. I’ll take the Bigfoot Ribeye, medium, grilled over moon rocks, s’il vous plait.
Bbbbbut, we’ve got *Cheese * annnnnnnn fruit annnnn pretty little parasols in our drinks!
awww, I guess you do get her - we only allow water guns (Bottled water, natch’ ).
But careful getting back to your section, I hear the “Conservative and out of his fucking mind” section is (ahem), mighty cold these days.
No kidding. Not only is fireman’s mom in this thread defending him, but WV_Woman’s mom popped into the GQ thread to defend her. She also played the same Christian/conservatives-are-the-only-ones-ever-attacked card that her daughter is so fond of.
Oh, and she came to tell us she is never coming back either.
Originally posted by Dr Lao
That wasn’t my mom defending me. Better reread the post.
Oops, she’s ArchitectChore’s mom.
Hmmm…We’re all out.
What about baby harp-seal toasted over Trinitite? (very slowly toasted, but still…)
If that doesn’t suit your tastes, we could get you alar-laced apples with an accompaninment of Merlyl Streep whining.(“WON’T YOU PLEEEEAAASSE THINK OF THE CHILDREN”)
Either way, we could have it served by slave-girls in chain-mail bikinis while you’re being fanned by the babe of your choice with palm-fronds.
Fenris