BethFromVA

So... did we entertain? :thumbup:

Nah, my brother shoots blanks. KC or whoever you are right now, what exactly were you doing with those kittens? Feeding them to your pet boa again? You KNOW they give boas acid reflux. It's all the fur. Shame on you. As for the band, you can only get pregnant if you eat chicken strips three days out from surgery while listening to Michael Jackson while you're in the Kama Sutra position number 15.A.1.c subsection XII and wearing a dog collar (Barking while wearing said collar may or may not be a concern [still under clinical research]. Yelling, "Daddy, daddy, I've been SUCH a naughty girl, I think I need a spanking," however, can lead to pregnancy with triplets, so beware.). Otherwise I recommend douching with a shaken soda bottle and doing 1,000 jumping jacks to get those lil' buggers all confused and going the wrong way. Now are we CLEAR on this?? I don't wanna have to enact this procedure again since the last time went so... badly.

Glad to be of service. Now let's see what happens with it come morning. KC, quitcher whining. Big baby...

Cuz I don't want YOURS! Duh... It's like, I can use my own toothbrush cuz my own skank is on there, but I sure as hell ain't sharing it with YOU so you can put YOUR skank on there. Ew. Trollop. 'Night! *kissies*

Variable Dextritis. :confused: And on that note, my clock just struck 4. If I don't get to bed soon, I turn into a kiwi. Nytol! This was FUN!!!

Yeah, come collect. :confused:

Because of that VD, dear. C'mon, you know the rules.

Uh-huh, yeah, sure. The last time I fell for that I got a box of rocks and a pair of Bon Jovi tickets from 1994.

'Night. I'm soon to follow. I't going on 4am here! And yes, I'm a wuss with no life. Like the rest of y'all beotches.

Wear grey. He may not know the difference. Worked for me.

And Spanx. Don't forget those.

HEY, you monkey you! WE HAD A DEAL!!! :confused:

Fanny's already got me -- it's big, schlumpy, and makes big imprints when it's all sweaty and I sit on the ground. What's yer point?

It's the risk you take. Or are you chicken?

No, you stick your hand up my rear and try to pretend I'm a muppet, but I'm not -- and I DON'T like it... most of the time.

Yeah, um no. You're kinda a loser.

...or joine next season's "More To Love." They're all pretty desperate too.

No, you just go to the zoo and start talking sexy to him. The rest is natural. As for your guy, DEFINITELY log it, but I'm not sure of calorie content. Go to TheDailyPlate.com and type in your word of choice. It should tell you.

It's the 'nads of the Cola Bear from Australia, silly!

Honey, honey, think BIGGER. Elephants are larger than both donkeys and Great Danes combined. Besides, saying you're into donkey and Great Dane sperm is just... well.... weird.

Wait a minute, wait a minute, WAIT JUST A DANG BLASTED MINUTE!! When in the heck did you slip your husband the "nurse" into the deal? Look, I don't wanna TRADE men, I'm simply looking to get RID of one! Your husband has a no return policy. If he's used up and worn out, then call recycling.

Darlin', you're screwed. Put on your big girl panties and deal with it.

Because it can't JUMP on the trampoline, silly!

HAHAHAHAHA! Er, I mean, WHOA...

Meh, sure. What the hell.