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When did you become such a prude?

when did it become fun to read pages and pages of back-and-forth overused sexual innuendos and online flirting?

Tornado sirens

Tornado sirens

that's comes from being Blonde.

Man, didn't you have a fire drill yesterday?

No, I am a brunette naturally. I have had blonde hair, blonde highlights, but my DNA make-up is based on brunette.

really?

when did it become fun to read pages and pages of back-and-forth overused sexual innuendos and online flirting?

Man, didn't you have a fire drill yesterday?

No, I am a brunette naturally. I have had blonde hair, blonde highlights, but my DNA make-up is based on brunette.

awww...that's cute....wiles would kill you but you'd die a happy man

Tell him good luck, from me. He's going down in a blaze of fail.


OK, spill... I wanna know the "what if"

Kara,

Did you ever get in trouble by your boss for the picture date?

an old fashion coke without the caramel syrup?

I know nothing about this but you know I want to...:please explain......:girly



Everything hurts....my head, my legs, my teeth, my eyes...I want to put my hair in a ponytail, but my hair hurts too bad.....

She had someone take a picture for her for work. They extracted the camera data and found out it was taken on wrong day. Seeing if she's still employed.

Calling Cards
So this guy is in the pharmacy and said out loud...."Where are the calling cards"

Me- Being the kind and caring person that I am try to assist.
"Check by the stationary."

Him- "You think so, by the stationary, huh?" He does the look around, like where the hell is the stationary.

Me- "Over by the greeting cards" I point to the signs above that tell you what is down each aisle. Somehow in doing this I am walking that way too....This is where I should have realized my limited ability to communicate at the moment. I mean my mouth has no spit in it left, my head has to be as big as the kid in mask, so WTF am I doing.

We get over there and he just looks at me like ok...where?

I then realize that I am not in the Victorian era and a "Calling Card" is not that nice, thick, note card that your butler presents to you when you have missed a caller!!!!! WTF?

I swear that was the only thing that was in my mind when he said "calling card"...

It was my moment and I started to die laughing. I think he would have been scared but he was checking out my ass, so it must have balanced out any crazy vibe and he laughs too. We are both laughing and I thought he was finding the situation ironic as I explain why I had thought the calling card would be in the stationary. He just smiles and says, " No, I need a prepaid calling card."

Then I laugh more...Is he serious? Like that makes a difference, because here I am thinking I am Jane Austen in Sense and Sensibility only minutes earlier and that he had gotten the play on words. But the irony is so over his head....it is at that point I had to leave because I felt a bit nauseous.

Will you guys stick up for me if I punch someone?

when did it become fun to read pages and pages of back-and-forth overused sexual innuendos and online flirting?

OK heres the what if
FD posted a thread what would happen if the lounge were really a lounge.
Well if you were single for a day and could hook up with any lounger, who would you pick?
Make it someone of the opposite sex cuz if I had to choose between all the awesome girls it would never happen! OK Answers!!

I'm getting the feeling that Eric doesn't really like me

when did it become fun to read pages and pages of back-and-forth overused sexual innuendos and online flirting?