Originally Posted By: Prometheus
My abilities are without question!!

Mainly because I have none....


Not true!

I am a fantastic chef, I know how to work a washing machine (but I don't iron), I master in cunnilingus, and my Playstation skills are beyond compare.

Do I get the job?







And the weed?




Sneaks has been pimpin' you out, Pro - I've been haggling with her over the details, the toasted bagel is what synched it, but you might want to talk to her about the final settlement...


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