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Dirty Little Secrets!
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RandomAnthony
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Dec 30, 2009 09:31AM
I like the Olive Garden. Their breadsticks kick ass.
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Loving the Olive Garden is one of mine as well. Too bad they no longer have them here. ..I just polished off a box of Ferrero Rocher..damn you Ferrero! for making me gain 4 pounds.
I'm intrigued by videos of people extracting botflies, and will typically watch them over and over and over.
Gretchen?
Gross Skin Conditions??
NO LINK PUH LEEZE!! yikes....
Windfall Apple wrote: "Gretchen?
Gross Skin Conditions??
NO LINK PUH LEEZE!! yikes...."
I posted a disclaimer. Just don't click on it. :)
Heidi, sooo tempting though to click!!
hehehehe :-)
Then don't be clinical Larry! :-)
Ah ah!! not another word!! *scolds Larry* :-)
*rushes behind the ficus to stop Larry*
::takes over for Larry whilst he distracts Windfall Apple::
Thanks Bun, now to just get the remote control to work with it.
Olive Garden sucks ass. Dirty, crusted ass. It's the K-Mart of Italian food. Shame on you, RA.
One dirty little secret of mine: Plan 9 From Outer Space is one of my favorite movies ever.
One dirty little secret of mine: Plan 9 From Outer Space is one of my favorite movies ever.
OH NO!! not THE welding torch!!!
*grabs it from Jim*
Larry, quick grab the machine, and go down the escape hatch!
Oh no you don't Larry!
*locks escape hatch with key she luckily found in the fiscus*
Oh good the plan worked, locking the escape hatch also activated the infernal machine Larry built. Not actually sure what it does though.
ok!! you have my permission to talk Larry!!
Gus's dirty little secret is not valid because Plan 9 from Outer Space has a hip, underground cachet.edit: I'm not sure what "cachet" means.
Love In The Asylum by Dylan Thomas
A stranger has come
To share my room in the house not right in the head,
A girl mad as birds
Bolting the night of the door with her arm her plume.
Strait in the mazed bed
She deludes the heaven-proof house with entering clouds
Yet she deludes with walking the nightmarish room,
At large as the dead,
Or rides the imagined oceans of the male wards.
She has come possessed
Who admits the delusive light through the bouncing wall,
Possessed by the skies
She sleeps in the narrow trough yet she walks the dust
Yet raves at her will
On the madhouse boards worn thin by my walking tears.
And taken by light in her arms at long and dear last
I may without fail
Suffer the first vision that set fire to the stars.
Wow!! exquisite Larry..for me???
*blushes shyly*
BunWat
is there a flux capacitor in that missile of yours??
hmn...Larry keeps saying 'exactly' it's a code
surely not 'THE' Emilio??? we're doomed...
tah dah!!!
*here's the spare I always keep in my ...well lets move on swiftly...*
ooops! too late
*scoooches crumbs under the fiscus*






