No, no pie, just a chocolate cake, with enough candles to warrant an Al Gore Global Warmalism two-alarm alert. I eschew gifts unless I pick them out myself. Maybe…splurge! A fill-up with premium!
A water-soluble compound, CO(NH2)2, that is the major nitrogenous end product of protein metabolism and is the chief nitrogenous component of the urine in mammals and other organisms.*
No, I meant the actually tube. It wasn’t literal, you see. In fact, the unlikelihood of anyone’s having ever smelled urethra is what, under normal circumstances, would give the comment its humor.
Oh. I totally see that now. Sorry. I have been awfully literal today. Urethra reminds me of placenta, which reminds me of Tom Cruise eating afterbirth, and I think I a lot just didn’t want to go down that path.
Oh. I totally see that now. Sorry. I have been awfully literal today. Urethra reminds me of placenta, which reminds me of Tom Cruise eating afterbirth, and I think I a lot just didn’t want to go down that path.
Best group of urethereal commentaters on the web, right here in PW land.
And, yes, I had a near-urethra proximity encounter last night, but umbrellas, not needed. Not even mosquito netting. But next month we’ll have to stay indoors. ;D
Happy Birthday Serr8d! You should have dinner or something.
Get any good gifts, serr8d?
PIE!
Happy Birthday serr8d! Keep the photoshops coming!
Happy B-day, serr8d!
Nobody shops the photo like you!
Most disturbing pseudonym on PW, but happy b’day.
Cupcakes, chokkit.
Some steak and really perfectly cooked Artichoke hearts with a bit of something good on them.
flames.
And a new puppy!
Happy Birthday!
Thank you for making me feel normal.
Ahhh, nice marmot.
also here are some mashed potatoes
Hey, thanks!
No, no pie, just a chocolate cake, with enough candles to warrant an Al Gore Global Warmalism two-alarm alert. I eschew gifts unless I pick them out myself. Maybe…splurge! A fill-up with premium!
(Love mashed potatoes, hf, BTW.)
You wouldn’t believe the things I’ve done with mashed potatoes… ;D
Oh, I make great mashed potatoes. They are one of nature’s most perfect foods.
Happy Birthday, serr8d!
Happy Birthday, serr8d!
serr8d – happy. happy. joy. joy
also here are some mashed potatoes
This means something…
Feets was spankin’ serr8d with mashed ‘tatoes?
Happy Birthday. As Gomer said, “I like him — ”
Ah, fuckit. Go drink something with an umbrella in it until your pee smells like a combination of urethra and coconut.
I think you mean urea really.
No, I meant the actually tube. It wasn’t literal, you see. In fact, the unlikelihood of anyone’s having ever smelled urethra is what, under normal circumstances, would give the comment its humor.
Now? Not so much.
I am but a shell.
Oh. I totally see that now. Sorry. I have been awfully literal today. Urethra reminds me of placenta, which reminds me of Tom Cruise eating afterbirth, and I think I a lot just didn’t want to go down that path.
Happy B-Day, serr8d!!
Oh. I totally see that now. Sorry. I have been awfully literal today. Urethra reminds me of placenta, which reminds me of Tom Cruise eating afterbirth, and I think I a lot just didn’t want to go down that path.
Soembody slap a bow on that.
From: PW
To: Serr8d.
Happy Birthday!
Well, it’s no longer serr8d’s birthday. Can I just wish him an Unhung-Over Day-After-Birthday?
Best group of urethereal commentaters on the web, right here in PW land.
And, yes, I had a near-urethra proximity encounter last night, but umbrellas, not needed. Not even mosquito netting. But next month we’ll have to stay indoors. ;D
I hope there were no candiru fish involved.
Well, actually…
…. Happy Birthday, serr8d… Happy Birthday to you..
And many, many mooooooooooooore…
You are one of the most consistent bursting moments on teh intertubes with your photoshop-fu.
Appy-Hay! Irthday-Bay!