I just bought ACWF a dozen.
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Archive for October 17th, 2005
This is a short list of my favorite words to say:
thwart
moist
drawer
throttle
down
twelfth
fifth
halved
percolate
paddle
droop
slop
fungible
lathe
tabernacle
scrum
porch
flimsy
festoon
flagellum
obfuscate
abattoir
clod
pickle
February
Tuesday
dearth
shamble
jostle
port
smelt
frond
combust
putrid
feet
carp
perch
slippery
smolder
socket
particle
That’s all I can think of for now.
This dude, and this lady are hosting the next Happy Hour. It’s this Wednesday, and it’s at Dougherty’s.
If anyone tricks me into talking about necrophilia (besides me ONCE AGAIN saying that I’m not into it, and then saying that I’m not going to talk about it) I’ll give that person 2 dollars. And a special secret prize.
The gauntlet has been thrown down, bitches.
That was my heart exploding with merriment.
(Link is to a Quicktime file)
ACWF and I have decided that we’re going to Scotland for our honeymoon. We’re going to hump from Hadrian’s Wall until we’re shagging on the Shetland Islands. Yeah, we’re that kind of classy.
Problem is, we know nothing about Scotland outside of the stereotypical tartan kilts, bagpipes, and haggis. We’ve got the internet, and a new book at our fingertips, but who can hook us up with some personal information?
