It's actually mature to talk about protection and all that sort of stuff going on downstairs before you start humpin', imo.
The not-so-serious but I want to rant thread.
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Cajungal
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:laugh: :hug: I love you, Fernando.
This happens to me all the time. Not the looking attractive, nor the looking too young, but the frustration of discovering this hot girl you have just seen is, in fact, terribly young...
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Wasabi Poptart
You have given me the biggest laugh so far today.
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Andromache
that trailer still scares me. More so now.
Yeah, same here.
And Calleja, dude, she's obviously too young, just say something that can be safely agreed to like, "If I was that kid's age, I'd be doing the same thing", and let it go.
Now that I'm in a less wacky mood post-tattoo, I do have to say... I don't understand why just saying she's attractive is such a crucifixion-worthy thing, I'd obviously never do anything about it if she were indeed less than 18, that doesn't mean her physical traits aren't already developed precisely to cause a reaction in human males.
There's a reason the phrase "jail bait" exists. I would NOT do anything about it, but biological urges are there for evolutionary reasons.
There's a reason the phrase "jail bait" exists. I would NOT do anything about it, but biological urges are there for evolutionary reasons.
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Andromache
Sometimes, you just have to walk away. Which is what I'm going to do now.
Cajungal
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I never thought you were sick, sweet Calleja. We were all just messing with you. :hug: Now have a seat over there.
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Wasabi Poptart
I never thought you were sick, sweet Calleja. We were all just messing with you. :hug: Now have a seat over there.[/QUOTE]
I need to find a way to approach this woman at work...
and tell her to take the damn dead bird out of her truck's grill.
the dessicated remains have been there for over a month now.
and tell her to take the damn dead bird out of her truck's grill.
the dessicated remains have been there for over a month now.
I once hit a flock of birds. I came over a hill while going through Colorado, and there were about 50 birds on the other side of the hill. I hit at least 10 or 15 of them. It was pretty terrible. When I finally found a town with a car wash, folks were looking at my car like it was Christine or something. Poor little birds.
GasBandit
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And now, the BF1942 Players' guild attempts to recreate the Drawn Inward Bird Massacre -
(applause)
We had a change in the system at work. It changed how the users login to their systems. They are now verified with 2 programs instead of just 1 as it was previously. This has lead to tons of calls from people who can't access their systems and don't know why despite them having received 50 bajillion emails on it prior to the change, a mandatory "read, sign, & return to manager" sheet, and an error message on their screen telling them exactly what they need to do in order to have access again. They still call in to us and we have to check their systems and then tell them the same exact thing that they should have been aware of already a hundred times over.
I swear to <preferred deity>, just read a little. No one's asking you pea-brained morons to pick up a book, just read the simple instructions on the screen. It's not rocket surgery!
I swear to <preferred deity>, just read a little. No one's asking you pea-brained morons to pick up a book, just read the simple instructions on the screen. It's not rocket surgery!
tl;dr called the help desk.
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WolfOfOdin
Some jackass decided to pile a ton of books into an oddly beautiful tower today at work. As I stood there trying to decipher how to take it apart and re-shelve them....the books fell on me. Knowledge hurts 
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Andromache
tl;dr called the help desk.[/QUOTE]
oh Science! i just spilled coke everywhere laughing.
My work has been a half hour of [STRIKE]terror[/STRIKE]work, followed by 2 hours of boredom as I wait for my changes to take effect.
I could have gone home at 4, instead I have to sit here in my cube an extra hour staring out the 1ft bit of window I can see over the top of my cube. Stupid 70 degree weather. I WANT TO BE OUTSIDE!!!!
I could have gone home at 4, instead I have to sit here in my cube an extra hour staring out the 1ft bit of window I can see over the top of my cube. Stupid 70 degree weather. I WANT TO BE OUTSIDE!!!!
Man, some people. It's like, honestly,
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Andromache
i hate having to let people on the property. upside, house passed inspection.
Is it advisement time? I used to work in that exact office for 4 years. It's more annoying people just trying to walk in when there are hundreds of students trying to squeeze in at the last minute >:|
Some jackass decided to pile a ton of books into an oddly beautiful tower today at work. As I stood there trying to decipher how to take it apart and re-shelve them....the books fell on me. Knowledge hurts
A friend posted to facebook about an article he read positing that Depression has a positive intellectual evolutionary purpose.
I asked some questions, and generally disagreed.
Then another person piped in, an old classmate from school (who was an idiot even then) claiming that he, and anybody else who actually tried to, could meditate depression away. Both my friend and I disagreed with each-other, but also with him. The argument goes back and forth, and at a later point, this old classmate starts getting pretty off-track. Apparently we're both just regurgitating things we've heard and read, and neither of us has ever had an original thought for ourselves. The fact that I'm overweight is the basis for some supposed self-esteem issues, that lead me to try and sound smart on Facebook statuses. At the end of it, he tells us that even our use of long words betrays the fact that we basically masturbate to our own grossly inflated intellectual egoes.
And also, fuck my mother.
I knew I should have posted a sign: "Do Not Feed The Anti-intellectuals."
I asked some questions, and generally disagreed.
Then another person piped in, an old classmate from school (who was an idiot even then) claiming that he, and anybody else who actually tried to, could meditate depression away. Both my friend and I disagreed with each-other, but also with him. The argument goes back and forth, and at a later point, this old classmate starts getting pretty off-track. Apparently we're both just regurgitating things we've heard and read, and neither of us has ever had an original thought for ourselves. The fact that I'm overweight is the basis for some supposed self-esteem issues, that lead me to try and sound smart on Facebook statuses. At the end of it, he tells us that even our use of long words betrays the fact that we basically masturbate to our own grossly inflated intellectual egoes.
And also, fuck my mother.
I knew I should have posted a sign: "Do Not Feed The Anti-intellectuals."
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