The very existence of flame-throwers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, "You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done." -unknown
OH YEAH! I'm there. I wouldn't miss it for the world!
Andrew
It's called Kitchen Pass my friend. All wise-men know about it, you have much to learn grasshopper! YOU always have to ask permission with the lady friend, if you want to stay on her good side. And when she says, "oh you don't have to ask me if you want to do stuff with your friends." she really means "that's right BIATCH, you better recognize!".......seriously.
Andrew
those are wise, wise words of wisdom. even if you know she'll say yes, even if she's in europe, the mere act of asking for permission means you respect her enough to defer to her... of course, you could do it either way, but that act of love/generosity/deference will come back as a chit in your pocket.
by the way - that permission thing gets more necessary when she gets preggers. and the empty gesture isn't quite as empty any more...
Look at that... I plumb got myself 5 raisins and 7 termites.
I'm planning on showing up.
If I can't smoke because smoking will kill me then life isn't worth living.
-Ian Fleming
so this is how the married man did it - I asked if my wife had caught up with a friend of hers lately - and then suggested that she get together with her for lunch... like in Ballston, on Sunday, at 1PM. And so they are. And so I'm in!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Look at that... I plumb got myself 5 raisins and 7 termites.
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