Nighthawk

Seriously, I find a woman carrying a gun for protection to be monumentally retarded for many reasons. (Unless she happens to be Marney, who probably doesn't even need it) There are better ways to go about it. Tazers, mace, etc... they will take somebody down. Carrying a gun is just going to get you hurt.

You guys are going to the wrong kind of dentist. Go to the ghetto dentist. "Have you been brushing?" "Nah, doing meth." He roared with laughter. One time I went in, and I'm like "This tooth hurts." and he looks at it, and he's like "Well, we can do a root canal, and that involves..." and I'm like "I don't have any money just pull it out.", so he did, and when he got it out he showed it to me like "Holy shit, man, look at this thing! No wonder this was hurting you!" And I seriously came back the very next day and was like "Ok, now this one hurts, pull it out." He said I was the first patient he ever had who came in to get teeth pulled two days in a row. That was when I started taking care of my teeth. I miss that dentist.

I wish a bitch would try to shoot me. You'll just get raped harder.

This reminded me that there was a character in my old backyard fed who was a slave. His theme music was "Swing Low Sweet Chariot", and he came out in chains being led by his owner, Massa Bates. And any titles he won were actually held by Massa.

Funnily enough, "Crimson and Clover" was the most likely of my list to actually end up on a permanent all time favorites list, were I ever to make one. Dopesmoker seems unfair, though...

Oh shit, son. Steve and I both were thinking about that...

You would...

This is still true, but good thread to bump... I'll do it now, with the qualifier that it constantly changes, which I'm sure you knew already. Nothing, but nothing is remotely permanent here... This is one of those "check in occasionally" threads. 1. Tommy James and the Shondells - "Crimson and Clover" 2. The Miracles - "Tracks of My Tears" 3. Connie Stevens - "Sixteen Reasons" 4. The Tornadoes - "Telstar" 5. The Everly Brothers - "Cathy's Clown" 6. Little Richard - "Lucille" 7. Chuck Berry - "Little Queenie" 8. Them - "Gloria" 9. Buddy Holly "Peggy Sue" 10. The Coasters - "Charlie Brown" Yeah... I listen to a lot of oldies right now. But those are all great songs, no matter what.

Taig, if you don't have p in your va-g, any pregnancy you get is either the Christ or the Antichrist (knowing you, probably the latter). In either case, I'd hold onto it.

There's way less sexual fetishes than feeding. Feeding is altering the woman's body, and if you find a round, voluptuous and soft body desirable, you are thereby making the woman sexier. That's perfectly understandable. It's a weaker fetish for me... just an extension of the BBW thing (and no, I don't prefer fat women like some people here, it's just if I'm attracted to a woman who is fat, I will make her fat erotic. It's what I do.) But also, there are much easier ways to terminate a pregnancy than that, you know... just get a bunch of abortions like that girl from the other thread.

you pregnant again? phisically impossible, due to having my tubes tied and not having penis/vagina-centric sex. Oh, it could still happen. I seen that shit on the Discovery Channel... and also in the Bible. But no, not likely. Taiga, I think were we in closer proximity, you and I would settle into an FA relationship, with you as feedee and me as feeder, where I get turned on by your weight gain. I've done this with a girl once before, to counteract my accidentally turning her anorexic. But, seeing as I know you don't really want to lose weight, there's nothing you can do about this. Your body is just being weird. I'm actually pretty lucky when it comes to weight. As long as I'm working steady, I pretty much won't gain weight... but I won't lose it either. A while back, I would constantly be eating fast food triple bacon cheeseburgers and king size curly fries dipped in ranch dressing and downing $100 worth of vodka a week, never set foot in a gym, never exercised at all. Didn't gain a pound. It was that period where I wasn't working steady that made me start to gain. And once I punish myself a bit and drop it back off, it won't come back, I'm sure.

No, I'm just a psychopath. I actually do have a couple bats that I got for their theoretical use as weapons, though I've never had opportunity to use them. Specifically two teeball bats. Oh my god, one in each hand in a rumble? That would be so much fun... If you really want to fuck somebody up with a bat... get a hollow one, and fill it up with marbles and cement. You can kill somebody with one of those.

Ha ha. I know, I think you wasted a pick with Revolver right out of the gate. Some Beatles hating motherfuckers up in here... I may or may not have something up my sleeve w/r/t this.

That's actually pretty good, except I know nothing about Flight of the Conchords. No Pete Doherty for me either, but the rest are favs of mine as well.

You guys who've never had okra need to do something about that, stat. You probably won't see it on many menus... if you're down south/rural midwest, it's a homecooked thing, but you can get it frozen and it's still pretty good. Hometown Buffet/Country Buffet/Old Country Buffet often has it. They have collard greens and friend catfish and shit like that too. Even up here in nor cal. A rare treat.

Or... Ledger = Joker / Nicholson = bad Cesar Romero impression But I do love "Jacker"... "Hubba, hubba hubba, money, money, money, who do ya trust! Me? I'm givin' away free money! And where is the Batman? He's at home! Washin' his tights!" I quote his stuff all the time. But it's not the Joker. Probably the closest Jack came to the real Joker was the joy buzzer scene, and the "I'm glad you're dead." business... that was actually kinda creepy.

Wow... I like the casualness that Ledger brought to his version of Joker. Y'know, I don't think I've ever been this excited over a movie in my life.

He's still a hellraiser. He just doesn't talk about it here.

Leena will be pleased to know that I'm now shedding the extra pounds I gained from several months of light working and heavy drinking. Instead of cutting out alcohol, I've decided to exercise, using Richard Simmons Disco Sweat. I also bought some tiny shorts to do it in. I figured the only way I can exercise is to do it as gay as possible. I will be sure to post pictures of me in the tiny shorts to show off the results.

Y'know, were it specifically Velveeta shells and cheese, I'd probably vote for it against everything but the okra. I love that stuff.

I say things like that too... sometimes it even works. If the girl is 15.

I don't think so. If Mila's going to reveal, that's a poor way to do it. Mila Kunis or not, a still photo of a flash is nothing. I'd rather she have a full on sex scene.

Russian SKS... 9mm... .22, just for plinking. One ninja sword, one faggoty Lord of the Rings sword. 2 sai. Nunchakus. Various shuriken. MANY knives (daggers, Bowie, bear hunting, Rambo, old school switch, etc.) For novelty, I have this big ass spiked gauntlet that makes me look like I'm Spawn or some shit. One battle axe. I also bought machetes and hatchets for home protection. I used to carry a steel chair in my trunk to use in fights. And I know how to make bombs. I was a troubled young man.

I have a shirt that says "I Hate My Life". My Indian grocer always slips me free candy when I wear it. I think he feels sorry for me.

The Cure - The Head On the Door From here on out, these are all real heavy hitters for me, but they're left to the back end due to my reasonable certainty that I wouldn't lose them. Remember when I said Nation of Millions was a strong contender for album of the 80s? This is the real one. I know, I know... it's Cure. And if I'm picking Cure, you'd probably expect Disintegration, but trust me, this is their magnum opus. Even if you don't like the Cure, or you think of them as a singles band, you really owe it to yourself to give this a chance. It's not like the other Cure albums. I love every second of this... it's hard to pick a favorite track, but I'd have to say it's probably "The Baby Screams" with "The Blood" a close second. Bonus: Robert Smith wrote this album based on nightmares he had while sleeping off alcoholic binges.