yin: “I’m going to the mall. Need me to pick you up anything?”
yang: “Sure. Bring me back something in a size 2. And make sure she’s got really perky breasts and likes football, if you can manage it.”
yin: “I’m going to the mall. Need me to pick you up anything?”
yang: “Sure. Bring me back something in a size 2. And make sure she’s got really perky breasts and likes football, if you can manage it.”
BINGO!
Er, wait. Isn’t that your line?
Oh.
FIRST!
tw: standard. as in, I have none.
So…what store (and in which mall) can you find that?
Not a mall, Maje. But it is a place where you can find people, er, strolling.
Yin—if she’s on sale, bring back one for me, too.
Don’t worry about the sale – for perky breasts, I’ll pay full price.
Wait a minute, that didn’t come out right at all …
SEXISTS!
Be very careful, you can get yourself into a “Ross” situation pretty damned fast by asking your woman to search out other women. We are only two generations from the man-milking farms, no need to speed that up.
Me and my wife used to make this joke about the checkout girls at Safeway, until they hired 19-year old Amber with nipples you could hang coats from and a rose tattooed on her hip.
Then it stopped being funny, to my wife.
TW she had an AMAZING “body”
Mr. Yang must have a comfy couch.
TW: human, as in ‘only.’
I prefer size 0 myself.
But that’s because I’m part of the oppressive patriarchy that forces women to develop eating disorders. Shame on me for liking skinny girls! SHAME!
The evil Turing machine strikes again.
Would that mall happen to be located in the red-light district?
Hey, stop hitting on my girl.
Q: “What’s the difference between a sexist and a testostone-driven guy who likes to stir shit up?”
A: “It probably exists, and that’s enough for most of us.”
If a man makes a statement in the middle of a forest and there’s no woman around to hear it, is he still wrong?
SB: front
a perky
Mojo–affirmative.
And I apologize for my bad spelling. I’ve grounded myself for the rest of the week as punishment.