Of course, can you shape it like a tampon.. because Skip is the applicator to my tampon... Actually, when we marry he will have ownership of my dolls that I carry around and pretend they are my children... This would be a good one if I didn't already use this as my masturbation song.. Yeah, true.. I thought I would be considerate and let him know ahead of time, I like the thrill of a chase... That's a great one, "Hello" can win anyone's heart.. Even mine non-existant one.. Oooh stained sheets, love that idea.. Though you could use the ones I stole from the motel I frequent, I couldn't help but take them, all the different stains, it just was too hard to pass up..(haha they are probably flower pots) Good idea, I don't have a boombox though, I have a Playschool tape and mic thing, might work... Hmm, Sir Mix A Lot.. That has some flare too it, and I am a badass.. Though I am lacking the ass part..don't want him to be disappointed.. If you help stain the sheets, make sure you autograph under your stain...
Tons of frosting, my flows are usually pretty heavy... I am just so sick of trying to hide my feelings, and since love was in the air in RT, then I thought to myself, what the hell, why not get a piece of the action and spill the beans... There is someone else who I long for on here, but Skip just melts my heart and erects my nipples...
Me too, I hope it's a yes and not a frightened cry... Well, I do like frightened crys, but I'm not hunting Skip, I'm courting him...
Do you think Skip would get kinky with peanutbutter...? I hope so or else I'll have to get ride of my crates of Jiff...
Nope, I don't think so, I don't play games... Unless they run for me, then the chasing part I enjoy...
I don't know what Skip will do. But without a booty-shake or something at least, your chances are slim. Take it as friendly advice.
Just remember shroom, you are more than just a trophy wife...I'm sure he will appreciate each and every night that you don't kill him...
That's false advertisement though... I don't do sexy well, so he gets a stained shirt and ratty hair...
Well lady, it don't work that way at all. Then marry a stained shirt man with ratty hair...who's honest. I'm not going to sit here and mince words and watch you go on and on. That's it. Mark my words or face the consequences. It's simple, and I mean it.
What doesn't work that way... You are putting a big downer on my thread and my hopes... It will work the way I want it to work, mark my word and stamp it with a seal...
No. See, no. No, no, and no. Don't come to me with no lines of argumetation...no Socratic method, no scientific method, or whatever, see. I'm telling you the truth. There is no Matrix, there is no relativity, there is no blue pill or red pill. Either you booty shake, or your ass is gonna end up in the gutter. Simple. You women need to learn how to put your bodies to more productive use. That's all I have to say to you. Face reality or else I'm done with you. :furious3:
Praxis you seriously need to get laid...PLEASE FOR THE SAKE OF US ALL... I bootyshake for no one... Though, I will maybe brush my hair if I really like them, but for Skip, I would even wash it...
I think he needs to laugh some more... Seems to tense and too serious...That's why I suggest the getting laid, or at least start masturbating more... I need this thread to get back on track, I need some suggestions on what to sing to Skip, the man of my dreams...