Quote: harleykwin said: This morining I had a dream that I was asleep in bed and Pro was sitting in a chair across (in black acid wash jeans too! gah!) from me trying to wake me up. Rex was off camera and saying "she's never going to wake up." And Pro just kept leaning over and shaking me saying, "sweetie, its time to get up" and then my alarm rang.
There are four things wrong with this dream:
1) Rex
2) Me in jeans with you in bed
3) Me in jeans, in a chair, across the room, with you in bed
4) Me in jeans, in a chair, across the room, with you in bed, trying to make you get up
Now, take you in bed....and me naked in bed...and you all about getting ME up.
That sounds better, no?
Hawtness! Kiss me, you stud!
Quote: Rob Kamphausen said: i now agree to a vomit graemlin
Dear, sweet Harley Kwink...I'm madly in love with you. Marry me! We can go to Canadia. Or Boston or something. It'll be grand...You know the cookies are a given. They are ALWAYS a given. You could dump me tomorrow and you'd still get the cookies. Boston..shit, wherever dyke weddings were legalized. And where better to rub their little piggie noses in how bad they suck than right on their doorstep? What are they gonna do? Be jealous of you? Stare furiously at your tah-tahs? Not willingly give you cookies, but instead begrudgingly give you their cookies? Woman, time to wake up to the powers you wield - Uschi
