Girls thread

Twila
#31
I'm also gathering that Pea maybe on the loud side when she's been drinking Tequila
 
merryclaire
#32
pea's drinking tequila? where' s the love?

twila, what does that mean about me then, i have no avatar, am i just some faceless woman to you? sob!
it always comes down to pictures, pictures, pictures.
well fine, fine, fine, whatever, FINE

 
peapod
#33
Amen twinks, we all gotta find our wee voice mean while back at the ranch....*belch* did ya see the poem bigH put over in the peacock thread....see I told you...didn't I twinks morg can come in for a small visit, but he must bring more refreshments, and some chips and 7 bean dip would be nice also...

Gets the hooka pipe out..
 
Twila
#34
Actually. I get a 100 acre woods feel about you Merry.....
 
peapod
#35
Amen twinks, we all gotta find our wee voice mean while back at the ranch....*belch* did ya see the poem bigH put over in the peacock thread....see I told you...didn't I twinks morg can come in for a small visit, but he must bring more refreshments, and some chips and 7 bean dip would be nice also...

Rickyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy where's little rickyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy wipes nose on tee shirt
 
Twila
#36
LMAO.. oh it hurts.....
 
merryclaire
#37
awwww!
ok, Twila all is forgiven
wanna run away with me?

unless that means you think i am short, golden and tumbly

mind you, that doesn't sound all that bad

i'm going out for a smoke

if someone brings bean dip while i am away, don't eat it all!
 
Twila
#38
Quote:

wanna run away with me?

depends on where your headed. and as long as it's not in a convertable headed for a cliff.........
 
Hard-Luck Henry
#39
Bwahahahaha! I am like the cookie monster of bean dip ... The Bean Dip Monster, I suppose ... Yuummmmm! Bean Dip! All mine!
 
peapod
#40
uh? * licks down cowlick* well good evening bigh, and how are you this fine evening *hic* sways a bit
 
Cosmo
#41
OMG ... did someone mention Angelina Jolie?? Drooling on the keyboard here ....

Pea ... if you're in the tequila, lose my phone number after midnight. I remember what that can be like!
 
Hard-Luck Henry
#42
Quote: Originally Posted by peapod

uh? * licks down cowlick* well good evening bigh, and how are you this fine evening *hic* sways a bit

****, you're swaying? I can't even count.
 
Cosmo
#43
Geez ... I gotta start my own Dykes thread here!

BTW ... if Pea calls you after midnight on tequila she thinks she's Don(a) Quixote looking for a windmill. Best to miss that show! Especially when she comes home with a donkey. (We used to be roommates ... I know these things).

Get your mind out of the gutter ... the donkey was just transportation.
 
peapod
#44
* wakes up* * wt????? where am I?? what happened??? *fills tumbler with remaining naughty bits*
 
Laika
#45
Angelina Jolie is so freakin hot, I'D do her. And I'm a happily married, straight woman!!

Brad, I woulda dumped my horsey-lookin wife in a heartbeat, too. No one blames ya, honey.
 
peapod
#46
Laika, next time come earier, and we will pour you a good stiff one
 
Hard-Luck Henry
#47
I say! Steady on, podifer!
 
Laika
#48
I'm always down for a stiff one.
 
peapod
#49
Cosmos wrote:
"Especially when she comes home with a donkey. (We used to be roommates ... I know these things)."

Ouch! I forgot about that, you got a mind like a steal trap! I recall the little donkey very well, and the big strapping suspender wearing logger that led me and the little donkey home. Of course late at night in cranbrook, one can see just about anything, this is after all lotusland. Once I even saw someone ski past me on 14th ave, early in the morning, with a long link of bratwurst around his neck...going for breakfast I guess.

I loved the clopping sounds the little donkey made on the sidewalk, it sounded just like two coconuts clapping. Ah! good old Cranbrook, what fun eh??

I shall impersonate ... a man.
Come, enter into my imagination, and see him:
Boney, hollow faced, eyes that burn with the fire of inner vision.
He conceives the strangest project ever imagined ...
To become a knight errant
And sally forth into the world, righting all wrongs!

Hear me now, oh thou bleak and unbearable world
Thou art base and debauched as can be!
And a knight with his valors all bravely unfurled
Now hurls down his gauntlet to thee!

I am I, Don Quixote,
The Lord of LaMancha,
My destiny calls, and I go!
And the wild winds of fortune
Shall carry me onward ... To wither so ever they blow ...
Wither so ever they blow ...
Onward to glory I go!


I'm Sancho, yes, I'm Sancho
I'll follow my master till the end ...
I'll tell all the world, proudly,
I'm his squire ... I'm his friend.
Hear me heathens, and wizards, and servants of sin:
All your dastardly doings are past!
For a holy endeavor is now to begin
And virtue shall triumph at last!

I am I, Don Quixote,
The Lord of LaMancha,
My destiny calls, and I go!
And the wild winds of fortune
Shall carry me onward ... To wither so ever they blow ...
Wither so ever they blow ...
Onward to glory I go!
 

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