Julian Assange has finally been released on bail, LADIEZ. Who wants to buy him some train tickets and condoms he may not use? All of you? Keith Olbermann? Yes . The man has a whole castle to himself, one full of rustic objects with which to hold you down, if that is your sort of thing. Meanwhile, Gawker has
He's also guilty of being a pretty bad speller ("au contrair" "insolation" "yeilding" ...). It rather undercuts his attempts at eloquence.
Eloquence is just another way to get the pants off, why expend more effort than is needed? Once the sperm wiggle their way in, we can leave, the deed is done.
Um, not IMHE, they typically try hard but they also don't know a whole lot about anything. When you have to have sex in a motel room that smells of mildew because no one has slept there in years, so you open the window which smells like a cattle feed lot and she is treating yer gherkin to a jerkin akin to milking an obstinate goat, all you can think about is, I hope I can leave before she wakes up. Leaving your pants behind you drive 300 miles non-stop in your boxers in the middle of the night.
Mr. PsycWench also does fine without those things, but you know, if he shows up with the liquor and maybe the occasional device I think it's only polite to indulge him.
I've really got to stop doing that, having half a dozen women in the mix is a reason to flee the area after a while, move West or North about 200 miles, methinks. It becomes habit though flirting with women, using the same lines that have worked before, exchanging information, doing a few random artsy or cultural things, fucking her and than finding reasons not to be together unless you are horny. Not a happy life.
BOOBIES! Honk honk.
<i>&quot;...just as dorky...&quot;?</i>
I dunno. Assange&#039;s material is pretty dorky, in a Woody Allen-ish kinda way.
The man who gave us Julie Andrews tits.
He&#039;s also guilty of being a pretty bad speller (&quot;au contrair&quot; &quot;insolation&quot; &quot;yeilding&quot; ...). It rather undercuts his attempts at eloquence.
Eloquence is just another way to get the pants off, why expend more effort than is needed? Once the sperm wiggle their way in, we can leave, the deed is done.
Um, not IMHE, they typically try hard but they also don&#039;t know a whole lot about anything. When you have to have sex in a motel room that smells of mildew because no one has slept there in years, so you open the window which smells like a cattle feed lot and she is treating yer gherkin to a jerkin akin to milking an obstinate goat, all you can think about is, I hope I can leave before she wakes up. Leaving your pants behind you drive 300 miles non-stop in your boxers in the middle of the night.
wngs = wings or wangs?
Too bad he never got fat, I would love him to fill out one of those things.
Are Wonkette folk someone more suave, I doubt it.
33 and uses Linux, that is like 19, I&#039;m surprised he did not send her a script that outputted red hearts and roses on the command line.
Mr. PsycWench also does fine without those things, but you know, if he shows up with the liquor and maybe the occasional device I think it&#039;s only polite to indulge him.
Me too! I feel better now. Of course at the time I felt as though I had been in grad school for about 30 years and had about another 50 to go.
I&#039;ve really got to stop doing that, having half a dozen women in the mix is a reason to flee the area after a while, move West or North about 200 miles, methinks. It becomes habit though flirting with women, using the same lines that have worked before, exchanging information, doing a few random artsy or cultural things, fucking her and than finding reasons not to be together unless you are horny. Not a happy life.
Open an Okcupid profile, you could be getting laid this weekend. Open 2-3 Okcupid profiles and you could be getting laid tonight.
You mean instead of that chick she&#039;s banging? If that&#039;s what it takes to make her welcome at church again I&#039;m all for it.
fittingly, he looks a little like bill mayer.