Hire someone, and than don't pay them hehehehehe.
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Hire someone, and than don't pay them hehehehehe.
Hahha, sure I like cooking anyway. Can you spot me a fiver for gas?
I can use Canadian tire money at their gas station...
Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!
https://www.askmehelpdesk.com/adult-...er-477782.html
It's either Troll , or sick!!
I don't know, look at her other post. Totally normal, I am thinking big time sick!
Doesn't ring any troll bells for me.
I am all for alternative lifestyles and sexuality. I am a firm believer that sex between consenting adults, no matter the type of sex, is almost always OK. That one just makes me shudder.
Yea every thing goes, sept for when it's in the family.
Well I am going to try and get some sleep. Final Bio class tomorrow. I'm scared. Than it's off to pick up my books for September woo hoo! I'm sure I will be back. Not at all tired.
Raise your hand if you've ever eaten sixlets.
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedi...ixlets_007.jpg
I've had skiddles, but not sixlets.
Sixlets are like m&m's, only a LOT better.
I've had M&M's
Never heard of those sixlet things
They were invented in canada, but seem to be mainly in the us. They also don't seem to be widely available. I don't really understand it. They've been around for like 50 years.
That particular package, or the candies themselves? ;)Quote:
they've been around for like 50 years.
The candies themselves. The more traditional package looks like this:
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedi...px-Sixlets.jpg
Oh, alty, I found a site that may interest you. I posted the link on Facebook, but I didn't know if you saw it or not.
Canine Insomnia | Dog Sleep Disorders
I'll check it out.
Indy's problem seems to be that he has night and day mixed up.
When I'm ready to go to sleep, he wanders the house huffing and puffing. If he goes downstairs then he starts barking because he can't get back up.
It's time for the big decision. We just don't have the money right now. :(
Is there some way to block off the stairs? A baby gate or board you could put across the doorway?
Done that. Then he sits at the gate and barks.
He's just really restless at night. I don't know why, but I hear a lot of other people going through the same thing with their older dogs.
I'm thinking of making a harness for under his belly so that I can help him up the stairs. When R is home he just carries him up, but he's way too heavy for me. If I had a harness of some sort then I could help him.
Have you tried a towel under his belly alty ?
Oh hell yeah.
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Oops. Sorry. Misspoke there.
I meant
Hell Yeah Jack.
A perfect blend of thin outer hard coating and cheap (but enticing) inner chocolate...
And the best part was this... it comes in a line... I mean its packaged in a narrow, long pkg so... in theory... a stupid irish-serb bloke named kel could shoot the entire pack into his mouth while not missing a beat whilst roller skating...
Done me some Real sixlets lines in the past...
Seriously.
I've had some Seriously good chocolate. I like girls... ergo... I like cho-co-la-te.
But them sixlets are da ombay iggityday.
[an aside... I wonder if it's a crime in this state to mix pig latin with dated rap slang?]
[another aside... if not, should I propose a bill at the next pta meeting?]
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Cohol is out. Me too.
I did M, and that's the first time ever that Indy lashed out. He was not happy about it.
It may have been the placement of the towel though. I'm thinking I just need a better design. Something that will distribute the weight better, and not slip. Something with a handle on top so I can get a good grip.
Maybe a little vest type deal that goes under his chest and belly, with holes for his front legs and a handle on top.
Either that or install one of those chair lifts. ;)
KP, you can't be out, you just got in. It's in and out, not in, then out. You know better! ;)
LOL
A chairlift sounds easier :)
All cool KP :)
Are you implying that I can't sew? Oh ye of little faith. I have a sewing machine. How hard can it be? ;)
Actually, I can sew, and cook, and paint, and do woodworking, and change a tire, check the oil, mow the lawn, clean the house, work, read, write. I'm just one of those girls that you can do lots of stuff other then sitting around and looking cute. :p
Oh, I can do that too. :cool:
Yeah, but do you have a surger?
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Crap...
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Now my Man Card is on a 30 day suspension... last time that happened was when I proved I knew what a "tea cozy" was...
Frick and frack...
I’m sick to death of people knocking on my door looking for
Donations. Just had one from the sperm bank.
Boy , did I give her a mouthful
I'm glad I'm not the only one who did sixlet lines. I was usually riding a bike, though.
I'd collect all the change I found throughout the week, and go to the candy store on the weekend. A packet of sixlets was either $.05 or $.10 and sour patch kids were $.01 each. I'd get as many of each as I could. Then I'd eat the candy out of the little paper bag while I rode home.
KP, I do have a serger, but it's broken. Seeing as you spelled it wrong, I think your man card is safe. ;)
Husband says to his wife, do you fancy playing a rape game?
Wife says, no !!!!
Husband replies, that’s the spirit!
I am seriously close to out of alcohol.
If I were Prince.. or the artest formally know as... or the artest formally known as the artest formally known as Prince... and I snapped my fingers I bet I'd get a refill, a couple of dancing girls and a camel just like that.
Just to not be too weird... the camel part.. that was from a show on Prince... apparently He has lived in His Purple Land so long that he doesn't understand when His Purpleness asks for something... like a camel in the dead of winter in Minnesota... and His Purpleness is denied...
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So I'm still out of cohol AND sixlets...
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And obama said id have me some change...
I suddenly feel the need to tell you the ever famous story of how my parents got to school.
You see, times were tough. They couldn't afford shoes, so my Opa made shoes out of old tires. There were 11 kids, so one tire couldn't make enough shoes for all of them, so they had to share.
If you were lucky, you'd get shoes in Winter when you had to walk to school, 10 miles there, 12 miles back, uphill both ways. If you did have shoes, then you better hope that tire had good tread left, otherwise you had no traction and slid all over the place.
One day, on my moms birthday, she got the best gift of all. Her mother told her to go to the chicken pen, get an egg. She could have the egg all to herself, any way she wanted it. Usually she had to share, one egg divided among 3 kids.
Yes, life was hard. Don't even get me started about her bike and how she got that. ;)
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