The Oral Report
Standing up in front of the class was never so much fun!
About Me
- Name: SuperWife
- Location: River City, United States
The rantings and ravings of a mom of three wonderful girls as she finds new love while working like a dog and shaking her fist at the system. You know. Pretty much like everybody else.
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As it worked out, I woke up to a searing leg cramp from only having a sheet over me in an unheated bedroom.
Penny-pinching for the lose.
Happy birthday Nate!! Hope you had a rockin day!
You know what they say about people born in October......
Well, nothing really...
But I'm sure you are brilliant anyway :)
the only reason thag can't get no tang is thag'
one time we were in the grocery store and the clerk was flirting with him.
when we left one of our other buddies says "dude, she dug you, why didn't you get her number?"
"i don't do fat chicks."
... !
Hey, happy b-day, Nate! Have a great time! (sorry, couldn't think of any 'Tang jokes...)
Yeah, I don't even know what 'Tang' is!
YGF,
Tang is not just a freeze-dried orange breakfast drink made originally for astronauts. Nor is it merely the unsharpened portion of a knife blade that is usually surrounded by handle.
It is also short for 'poon tang', which was a GI slang term for South East Asian females, and which has since been expanded in scope to include pretty much any woman, specifically in a sexual way. American analogues to the term include: tail, pussy, snatch, and the like.
And yeah, it woulda been nice to wake up to some. But hey, you know what they say about guys born in Octogre with big hands and feet... it's usually a bitch to find shoes or gloves in our size. That look...what were YOU thinking they say?
And OG!, I remember that incident with the cashier differently. As for 'not doing fat chicks', both of my most recent previous paramours can flatly put the lie to that.
After a really crappy Saturday at work feeling like crap, I called in sick Sunday and Monday, and spent most of both days either in bed or on the couch. No idea what it was that laid me low, but I'm sure it was a pox that wiped out at least two civilizations. My immune system is something of a glass cannon: it stomps just about every bug or ailment that even glances at me utterly flat, but if anything gets through, I'm instantly incapacitated.
dude, my eyes hurt from rolling them so much!
So? It's MY birthday thread. I shall wax as lyrical and as philosophical as I please!! Or, as mister Adam Sandler put it so succinctly...
'...I have the microphone, so you will listen to every damn word I have to say!!'
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