May I quote?
I do not believe in “gentleman’s fights”. I mean, it depends on the situation, but I do not need to do a dick length contest or a beauty contest. I get a lot of guys do. I am sure they are very hard workers at that. I am not, the downside of both having a big dick and being good looking.
Oh, him?
Is anybody else celebrating their 7th wedding anniversary today?
Seems likely, no?
OH! What if I do now?
Was I the only one thinking Cray-Henge and picturing a giant circle of lobster claws?
Wasn’t it still worth making?
Two things: my wife just asked, “can we mold some fire bricks into the shape of some human bones and throw them in the bottom of the fire pit?”
Second: how can I not decorate the cladding with lobster stamps?
I know, right?
(Most brilliant and obscure joke today, surely?)
When in college and on a choir tour, we sang and spent the night in Chippewa Falls, WI; got a tour of the HQ, saw the machines, and stayed with an engineer’s family, who had the requisite HeathKit stereo… just like everybody else, right?
Weren’t those machines rather iconic back in the day? Did anything else look like them?
How many movies did they appear in?
What could possibly go wrong?
OK, so you know there’s such a thing as surgery training materials such as anatomically accurate femurs? Aren’t they supposed to be completely identical to the real thing? Like, for practicing hip operations and such? And a good few years ago, a mate of mine worked at a company that manufactured them?
Ever wondered what happens to the batches that fail QC?
Well, what would you do with them if you were about to get rid of everything and move? Bury them in the garden of the house you were renting?
…
Is today the day I get a call from Interpol?
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Ahem, are they fire resistant?
And will you be inviting us over for a cookout?
Of course, but mind if I also serve some rumchata cocktails?
Who would mind that (except for the lactose-intolerant)?
