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Neredbojias said:You are so compassionate.
Female characteristic.
Hole d'jour knows?
If you can make me believe that 'hole' and 'knows' are French words,
then it could be a French version...
[bacon]
That's what I keep telling my girlfriend but she doesn't see the light.
Like how - you let her wait and she keeps insisting you're
intelligent?
I never even knew there was "home made" pork rinds. I'll bet they're
better, too.
Anything pre-packed has a home made version afaik.
At least anything pre-packed originally must have been invented by
someone, making it home made to begin with.
Whether they're better depends on taste really - they're a bit tougher
and fatter.
I can make home made crisps (chips) too, but I do prefer the
artificially flavoured pre-packed supermarket ones
Well, you can also wish you didn't...
I can, but I don't
Um, good point. Maybe I'll have a new door installed on my flat with
the "max-width" option.
Will only help if you're determined to go inside your own house. What
if you're invited into someone else's? Really, the only true solution
is to remain conscious.
You realize that that's why the Scots lost all their wars.
Afaik they didn't. They're still called Scotland, not England.
-They were
definitely under-armored in the most vulnerable places. At least the
boys had a nut-guard, although this was probably just a decoration to
distinguish them from the girls.
I'd say the unguarded nuts would have been enough to be
distinguished...
Well it'd be a bit rude to walk up to a wee fair lassie and say, "What's
under my kilt is as hard as a stilt." Hyperbola is often the correct
course of action when doing your wooing.
Trick question = hyperbola? said:Heck, I now consider "travelling" hopping on a shopping cart to ride the
downhill trail to my car parked at the supermarket.
That's not travelling, that's living on the edge!
[bathroom atmosphere]
Men don't really much notice the decor in such places. If it's got
something porcelain, you just sort of aim at it and proceed on from
there.
"sort of aim at it" - that explains a lot every time I had male
visitors :S
Still afoot, but the panic lingers.
I hope the adrenalin doesn't keep you awake at night.
Exactly. -Stew. A man needs a discrete snack every now and then just
to keep the appetite perky.
Erm.. I disagree
And what would be a suitable alternative? -Dinner at Francois's?
No! Anything but a place that starts its name with "Chez"!
Just don't have it that fluidic. Balance the fluid and the chow so
that you don't need the dog later.
Whenever I'm faced with such "delicate" questions, I ask myself "Now
what would my Cro-Magnon ancestors recommend?" They always respond
"I ask myself [...] They always respond..."
You refer to yourself as 'they'? How many of you are there in they?
by
saying you need only 3 things in life for success: a cave to shelter
your mortal bones, a fire to warm your basic scones, and a good club.
Ergo, I go clubbing.
Nothing wrong with clubbing. Just make sure you leave your club at
home, as the use of it for picking up women is frowned upon these
days.