me: “I like, so totally love you, man.”
Klonopin: “Well, thanks—but to be honest, that’s mostly just the benzodiazepine talking. Now please, put your penis away before you get it caught up in the fan again.â€Â
me: “I like, so totally love you, man.”
Klonopin: “Well, thanks—but to be honest, that’s mostly just the benzodiazepine talking. Now please, put your penis away before you get it caught up in the fan again.â€Â
Could be worse.
Klonapin + (spinning things+penis)= howls of stoned outrage.
I’m happy to know those bastard rimless glasses didn’t leave you afraid to try love again.
I know Klonopin; you’re talking about the ceiling fan, right. Word.
At least I know you read my posts, man.
Jeff, you somehow just altered the picture that I had of you in my imagination . . .
TW: going, as in I’m going to need a picture of that.
Does this mean you’ll be giving frying bacon naked anothr try?
– Now that would be one hell of a bris… Owie
TW: “Would you like a center cut Mr. Godstein?”
Whatever else it does to you, the Klonopin does not seem to have impaired your ability to toss off thousand word posts like an old Ford tossing off parts.
And all those words? Still free!
Hell, I haven’t even put in the rulebook that you have to READ the damn things.
Is this a great site or what?
BECAUSE OF THE INABILITY TO FEEL MY FINGER TIPS!