février 07, 2007

i don't think i can roll my eyes any harder.

you! what the fuck makes you think it's okay to break our plans without informing me?

and you! you are married! what the hell are you doing flirting with me?

and YOU! i wasn't even talking to you. kindly remove your hand from my ass.

i am appalled (APPALLED) and disappointed in equal measures. menfolk: do me a favor and explain yourselves. seriously. please. i can't even fathom your species anymore, and i might need to sequester myself in a remote nunnery if i don't get a little insight.

anyone? anyone?

Posted by shivery at février 7, 2007 02:39 PM
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I have to believe that the universe puts so many clueless assholes in the path of single girls like us so that when the really good guy comes along, we'll snatch him up and be good to him. Yeah... surely that's got to be it, right?

Posted by: Kimberly at février 7, 2007 04:52 PM

I think you should only use nunnery, when you use the phrase "Get ye to a nunnery" I think this may be that it almost rhymes, else its just Convents. Limited colour choices from what I hear : White, Brown with White, or Blue with White, or Black with White.

The term menfolk, makes me think of people sitting on rocks. Either that, or jolly prancing Morris Dancers.

Posted by: Dominic at février 8, 2007 11:14 PM

I guess this means I should take my penis off your thigh?

Posted by: roos at février 9, 2007 01:29 AM