The Isolated Blurt Thread XXXIV: Like Books & Black Lives, Albums Still Matter

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I do like bacon, a lot, but not as much as some others seem to. I would say bacon is the easily accessible orgasm everybody can enjoy, maybe black pudding is a little kinkier? Not everyone cares to go there?


Black pudding, the auto-erotic asphyxia of breakfast sides.

:eek:
 
hmmn ... watching Padington. it's ok, but NOTHING like the paddington i read/recall/imagined as a child and on into adulthood.

as for black pudding, i'm sure it tastes great but have never gone there - the fact its main ingredients are blood and fat (in my head anyway) does nothing to appeal to me.

sean, you eat that every day and you've a heart attack booked in years in advance :)
 
Whenever there's an alt-hunt or trolling thread, it's always the same half dozen screen names that seem to care. And oddly, they don't seem to care about anything else on the Lit. People are weird.
 
I am sorry we're no longer friends anymore. Sadly, it was your doing. In all my friendships (male and female friends) not once did they blurt or casually say, "I'm horny" to me. Maybe they didn't find me that attractive, which is fine. They had their reasons for not randomly telling me when they were horny. I know that I never wanted to know when they were, anyway.

Point is, I'm tired of it. If I had wanted to know if and when you were horny I would have just asked you. I also don't recall asking you to tell me such things.

It's so sad. I really wanted to be your FRIEND. Will you ever learn???
 
Whenever there's an alt-hunt or trolling thread, it's always the same half dozen screen names that seem to care. And oddly, they don't seem to care about anything else on the Lit. People are weird.

Paranoia, paranoia...
 
If anyone knows where I stashed that box of goodies I really, really want for the morning, I'd appreciate it if you'd tell me where it is. It's in the basement some where, but I need that narrowed down just a bit.

No, it is not in the last place I looked. I've tried that.

Twice.
 
I don't know if this helps, but I lost my French press/ caffetiere a few weeks ago and found it on an upstairs windowsill.. ( middle of the day) ..maybe look in some rather unlikely places?

At this point all I have left are the unlikely places. What really worries me is that I may have moved things out of the original, easy-to-know-just-what's-in-here box and into something else.

Time is of the essence because a packet of "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" rubber bands has a very limited window of relevance.
 
I am sorry we're no longer friends anymore. Sadly, it was your doing. In all my friendships (male and female friends) not once did they blurt or casually say, "I'm horny" to me. Maybe they didn't find me that attractive, which is fine. They had their reasons for not randomly telling me when they were horny. I know that I never wanted to know when they were, anyway.

Point is, I'm tired of it. If I had wanted to know if and when you were horny I would have just asked you. I also don't recall asking you to tell me such things.

It's so sad. I really wanted to be your FRIEND. Will you ever learn???

I had that EXACT same message on my voicemail last week. The caller ID said "Jezzilee" though?!? :confused:


/kidding of course....Jezzilee always wants to know when I'm horny
 
It is wonderful, that the Paddington story is still being passed forward.
In a modern form, for the smartphone generation.

I adore the little jokes, from the original TV series.
 
My ride to the bar will be here, shortly. I'm off to play like I'm a MN native. Vikings will be on the bar tube.

By the way Not Normal and Thor, The Stinking Rose is still on 325 Columbus Ave in San Francisco.
 
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