Originally Posted By: sneaky bunny
I'm surprised he still has some change.


He doesn't. I pick pocketed his stuff - couldn't help it - its the Puerto Rican in me.

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Betweent he whole jew thing and that parlor trick where she'll squat over something and turns into one of those vacuum tubes.


I only do that for the paper money.


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