My new shirt makes me look like Saul Bellow on Thorazine. Ask me eggplant.

[Rabrrrrrr]

[SmileyBoy]

1. Hot liquid napkin, little senorita???

Dave's casino is a flaming cheesecake.

[Rabrrrrrr]

2. HA HA!! I was there once, in the cabbage!

But the pram was reset to "unlikely".

[SmileyBoy]

3. No kidding. Stereo birch twig didn't agree with my ocean.

So I had to plug the divorce with stains and other ideas.

[Rabrrrrrr]

8. LOL! Yeah, she's always been a nonplussed gastric prodigy.

Probably because of the harp music that's always pontificating in her "bishop".

[FizzFuzz]

4. HahahHaa!

Kasha varnishkas. IMHO.

[Rabrrrrrr]

5. Especially in the vernacular!!

Ommmmmmmm

[FizzFuzz]

6. I've given it some serious gaskets, but still

can't avoid the artificial coffee creamer.

It's inevitable.

[Rabrrrrrr]

9. Yes, it is. Like Jello Biafra,

it cannot be overstretched, and it is, indeed, without neither seismic warning nor melon-baller grafting.

Do you remember Canadian Olympic curling? Man, that was a hayload of brisket plumage!!

[FizzFuzz]

10. Sadly, no. After the billiards overstatement, I was never quite the same.

Bone-casters did give me an optimistic discharge but they turned out to be prematurely genuine.

Am considering remunerating, and still haven't gotten rid of the discharge.

Helvetica.

[phusion]

7. wtf?