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so.
i went shopping today.
wanna know what i saw?
thongs.
with little pineapples all over them.
but here's the real kicker:
they were scratch and sniff.
i realize this is completely wrong on so many levels, but damn did i laugh. [img]biggrin.gif[/img]
Then she bought them [img]wink.gif[/img]
you know, that really wasn't necessary.
but it was damn funny [img]wink.gif[/img]
maybe [img]tongue.gif[/img]
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size=2 face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">quote:</font><table border="0" width="90%" bgcolor="#333333" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0"><tr><td width="100%"><table border="0" width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" bgcolor="#FF9900"><tr><td width="100%" bgcolor="#DDDDDD"><font size=2 face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Originally posted by Jelymo:
so.
i went shopping today.
wanna know what i saw?
thongs.
with little pineapples all over them.
but here's the real kicker:
they were scratch and sniff.
i realize this is completely wrong on so many levels, but damn did i laugh. [img]biggrin.gif[/img] </font></td></tr></table></td></tr></table></BLOCKQUOTE>
And the amazing thing is that no one as yet has asked Miss Thang just where she was that she would see this sight. I mean, I was in JC Penny's the other day, and I certainly didn't see anything like that...
Hey, she's grown up now. She can shop at places that sell adult products of an adventurous nature.
*imagines scratching and sniffing Jely's pineapples*
...um...whoa, did I type that out loud?....uh, excuse me for a second....*rushes off*..
I notice she did not deny purchasing said thongs either...
*evil grin*
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size=2 face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">quote:</font><table border="0" width="90%" bgcolor="#333333" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0"><tr><td width="100%"><table border="0" width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" bgcolor="#FF9900"><tr><td width="100%" bgcolor="#DDDDDD"><font size=2 face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Originally posted by Jelymo:
you know, that really wasn't necessary.</font></td></tr></table></td></tr></table></BLOCKQUOTE>
Yes, but it could have been so much worse.
she bought 'em. my drunk ass has proof.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size=2 face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">quote:</font><table border="0" width="90%" bgcolor="#333333" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0"><tr><td width="100%"><table border="0" width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" bgcolor="#FF9900"><tr><td width="100%" bgcolor="#DDDDDD"><font size=2 face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Originally posted by Firebird98:
she bought 'em. my drunk ass has proof.</font></td></tr></table></td></tr></table></BLOCKQUOTE>
She put them on your drunk ass? Perhaps you shouldn't drink so much, then?
'bird suggesting that she put them on "his drunk ass" has simply just killed the imagery for me... [img]graemlins/thumbs_down.gif[/img]
for the record...
I am not nor have I ever been wearing Jely's pineapple thong underwear.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size=2 face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">quote:</font><table border="0" width="90%" bgcolor="#333333" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0"><tr><td width="100%"><table border="0" width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" bgcolor="#FF9900"><tr><td width="100%" bgcolor="#DDDDDD"><font size=2 face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Originally posted by Neophobic Man:
'bird suggesting that she put them on "his drunk ass" has simply just killed the imagery for me... [img]graemlins/thumbs_down.gif[/img] </font></td></tr></table></td></tr></table></BLOCKQUOTE>
Ta Dah! Thank you, thank you, my work here is done.
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size=2 face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">quote:</font><table border="0" width="90%" bgcolor="#333333" cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0"><tr><td width="100%"><table border="0" width="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" bgcolor="#FF9900"><tr><td width="100%" bgcolor="#DDDDDD"><font size=2 face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Originally posted by Firebird98:
for the record...
I am not nor have I ever been wearing Jely's pineapple thong underwear.</font></td></tr></table></td></tr></table></BLOCKQUOTE>
Then for god's sake, stop scratching and sniffing!
Coulda fooled me...
which ain't that hard to do
(hic)
yep, drinking again...
Come on, Shadowcat! Fear no breast! [img]wink.gif[/img]
AsIs, you lucky dog. [img]wink.gif[/img] Sounds like a fun experiment.
Jax, I only fear the breasts of my then best friend's girl, who seemed to take a delight in flirting with me right in front of him. Actually, I don't think that he was in the room at the time, but I'm sure he would have popped a vein if he heard some of the things she used to say to me.
Some women are just evil. o.o
What'd she say? What'd she say? Enquiring minds want to know!
I heard way too much about their sex life from the both of them.
At the time, I was too happy with my own to really care.
The girl's big thing was that she didn't know if she'd ever reached the big O. A pondering thought of such was usually accompanied by a lost puppy dog look she'd throw my way. She talked way too much to my girlfriend. o.o; Unfortunately for me, my girlfriend was highly amused by it. There were way too many sex talks between the three of us that made me want to run away to hide with my friend in the living room. If I weren't so paranoid of my best friend's girl, and the taboo involved, I fear for what she may have asked me to do. The whole thing just gave me flashbacks of my semester in Buffalo. o.o;
If it's an uncomfortable situation, that's never good, but really...can there ever be such a thing as TOO much sex talk...?
I think the cut off point for that would be when your ear starts to have orgasms,
but that's just me
EEEEeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...
When they start asking for demonstrations, it's fight or flight time.
Now now...don't be hasty...shouldn't you at least see how things MAY play out before you run...? [img]wink.gif[/img]
Share the liquor, buddy.
This reminds me of my best friends's ex-girlfriend. They were both at my house one day when she bounced up to me and asked me to sniff her shirt. I just kinda stared at her, until she pointed at the scratch-and-sniff fruit that were conveniently located at each side of her chest. They, uh, smelled fruity. I've feared another assault by her chest ever since.
I have a t-shirt that changes colors when exposed to heat. One of my friends had to uh...test it out...
It's always been one of my favorite shirts [img]wink.gif[/img]
I'd say no, but then that's me.
I think it is just you...
me too...what am I agreeing with?
Whatever it is, I'm sure it will be painless...