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yeah i sometimes wonder if i would be like some of these people if i was trans. i hope i would be completely ignorant and transphobic, and i don't think i would. but i'm sure i would be confused by it
Quote from: Al Swearengen on April 25, 2011, 07:14:41 AMEating third serve of dinner and drinking bourbon and chatting with a sexy ladyLicking an ice-cream, and chatting with a delicious man. Would not mind swapping the man and the ice-cream.
Eating third serve of dinner and drinking bourbon and chatting with a sexy lady
Quote from: hykeaswell on April 25, 2011, 09:20:11 AMQuote from: Al Swearengen on April 25, 2011, 07:14:41 AMEating third serve of dinner and drinking bourbon and chatting with a sexy ladyLicking an ice-cream, and chatting with a delicious man. Would not mind swapping the man and the ice-cream. But really, what would you and the ice cream have to talk about?
About to make some decaf coffee and have some leftover donuts, then take down drying laundry and hang wet laundry, take a bath and go to bed.
Arguing with children, even though my two year old went to bed over an hour ago.
Quote from: Hubert Cumberdale on April 25, 2011, 08:46:47 PMArguing with children, even though my two year old went to bed over an hour ago. He must have an impressive set of pipes!
Quote from: couldbecousin on April 25, 2011, 08:51:07 PMQuote from: Hubert Cumberdale on April 25, 2011, 08:46:47 PMArguing with children, even though my two year old went to bed over an hour ago. He must have an impressive set of pipes! He is sleeping like an angel
Quote from: Hubert Cumberdale on April 25, 2011, 08:54:51 PMQuote from: couldbecousin on April 25, 2011, 08:51:07 PMQuote from: Hubert Cumberdale on April 25, 2011, 08:46:47 PMArguing with children, even though my two year old went to bed over an hour ago. He must have an impressive set of pipes! He is sleeping like an angel Awww, all argued out!
Quote from: couldbecousin on April 25, 2011, 09:02:26 PMQuote from: Hubert Cumberdale on April 25, 2011, 08:54:51 PMQuote from: couldbecousin on April 25, 2011, 08:51:07 PMQuote from: Hubert Cumberdale on April 25, 2011, 08:46:47 PMArguing with children, even though my two year old went to bed over an hour ago. He must have an impressive set of pipes! He is sleeping like an angel Awww, all argued out! Unfortunately he wasn't the child I was arguing with. The beautiful children of the WP Adult Forum were tonight's adversaries
I can do upside down chocolate moo things!
Quote from: couldbecousin on April 25, 2011, 06:33:32 PMQuote from: hykeaswell on April 25, 2011, 09:20:11 AMQuote from: Al Swearengen on April 25, 2011, 07:14:41 AMEating third serve of dinner and drinking bourbon and chatting with a sexy ladyLicking an ice-cream, and chatting with a delicious man. Would not mind swapping the man and the ice-cream. But really, what would you and the ice cream have to talk about? That's the beauty of it. It would not mind me not paying attention. And then it would melt away quietly, far, far away.
Quote from: hykeaswell on April 26, 2011, 01:11:03 AMQuote from: couldbecousin on April 25, 2011, 06:33:32 PMQuote from: hykeaswell on April 25, 2011, 09:20:11 AMQuote from: Al Swearengen on April 25, 2011, 07:14:41 AMEating third serve of dinner and drinking bourbon and chatting with a sexy ladyLicking an ice-cream, and chatting with a delicious man. Would not mind swapping the man and the ice-cream. But really, what would you and the ice cream have to talk about? That's the beauty of it. It would not mind me not paying attention. And then it would melt away quietly, far, far away. If you don't want it, you could always send it to me!
Quote from: couldbecousin on April 26, 2011, 01:14:10 AMQuote from: hykeaswell on April 26, 2011, 01:11:03 AMQuote from: couldbecousin on April 25, 2011, 06:33:32 PMQuote from: hykeaswell on April 25, 2011, 09:20:11 AMQuote from: Al Swearengen on April 25, 2011, 07:14:41 AMEating third serve of dinner and drinking bourbon and chatting with a sexy ladyLicking an ice-cream, and chatting with a delicious man. Would not mind swapping the man and the ice-cream. But really, what would you and the ice cream have to talk about? That's the beauty of it. It would not mind me not paying attention. And then it would melt away quietly, far, far away. If you don't want it, you could always send it to me! If I would get that man instead, sure. But, this particular icecream I was talking about is now irretrievably on it's way in my digestive system. I'm sorry CBC. It was a cornetto, a cone with vanilla ice cream, chocolate and some decorative nuts.
