Discussion in 'The Bar' started by skp2978, Nov 10, 2015.
I'm in so much trouble.
I can't say.
You meet Bill Clinton?
I'm basically the clumsiest person I know. I tripped on my purse strap at work and slid nicely across this gross floor at work.
Wash your legs, woman.
Kindabullshit to start a thread then.
Mix up some sko colored spackle. Hope he doesn't notice.
They're just naturally ugly and weird colored. I try to tell people my legs aren't nice all the time and they don't believe me. I present proof.
I was fine with plain missionary but no, you wanted wild doggy. Oops, did I type that out loud?
Tell him you were earning his Christmas present money. Gift of the Magi deal.
Hire MLAW to take the purse strap to court. Open and shut.
Sweet & Sour beaver
you need ointment of some sort
What ever happened to those pictures of you chowing box?
And mercurochrome. And some bandages. And a 10 thousand watt bubble machine.
We would have to flip her over to see that.