Dechristo

Tommyknockers are a North American ethnicity.

Yeah... I'm really eighteen and a half years old.

The Screedom of the Chills

And what if you find them? I get the milk from them. "You put da lime in da coconut and drink it all up..."

...and the use of chunky peanut butter and textured condoms.

Explains the proliferation of drug-addicted cat burglars.

Happy Birthday to ewe.

adrenaline-assisted adventure

You can scream that distinction from your disemboweled guts.

Two heads are better than bung.

He was pregnant... somehow some estrogen got mixed into his juice.

Seriously STFUSly

cj001f - Save The Flatulent Umbrage

You perceive "arguing" where I experience "discussion". If it was an argument, it was the most civil I've seen here. I've exchanged PMs with parties involved and all reassured of each person's lack of receipt & intent of offense. Apparently, you received offense: a gift your judgment creates. The discussion revolved around "honoring" those that have passed-on, NOT "how to properly mourn"...another pathology of your judgment. By the tenor of your post and, particularly, the capital letters in your title, you treat "death" as it were a peculiar event when, in reality, it is the one sure thing we all have in common. I'm not aware of a cultural or CC.com ethic that discourages civil discussion of this topic with aims to honor the "recently deceased"; thread drift was averted by the exchange of the aforementioned PMs. Get familiar with death, it will greet you in a moment. Until then, learn to enjoy the dance instead of posturing for a superior position against the wall. And did you have to soil this thread with a confession of your lack of sexual prowess? How very inappropriate.

This site is best served by the willingness to give and take license to bitch. It's the heat that fuels its engine. That's what I fuckin' think. You gonna bitch at me about MY goddam opinion? Well, go put on your TNF Freakin'Fido windshirt and shit-stained shorts over polypro and cum back and take license to bitch 'till your blue in the ass. Are you talkin' ta me? Are YOU talkin' ta ME?? Are you... are you TALKIN" TA ME???

liquid-metal prototype

Yeah, like being forced to eat one of two plates of crap and trying to decide by surficial inspection which of the two would be least putrid under their veneered and glossy skins.

The emperor taking license to bitch about his old wardrobe and then, with art, feigning admiration for his new clothes before a mirror.

...licensure is beginning to be taken. Is it getting warmer in here? know anyone who doesn't?

That's not my hand.

We take bitch license as often as we feel the heat.

Raise your glasses, voices, and hearts to: Johanna Backus Mark Harrison John Augenstein Though each of us were allowed a different measure of knowing their individual Beauty we were kindred as precious water crystals deemed to adorn the same patch of earth for a time They are missed.

Could've been a hymenal skin tag.