Not quite sure how to title this thread

[riff]

I was listening to the Rolling Stones "Undercover Of The Night." Life can be pretty rough, but I don't have a lot of experience with that. Compared to most people, I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth.

They got some animals out there. Imagine yourself a Latin American girl growing up poor. The world is a jungle. And they got animals out there.

Meanwhile, I gripe about how much I hate Old Navy commercials.

Can I get a witness? Or should I just change the station?

 

[Private Vasquez]

Fresh Air!
Times Square!

Some aminals are fuzzy and cute, though.

 

[riff]

I suppose this is your way of telling me to lighten up?

 

[Private Vasquez]

Actually, it was just my way of spouting a bit of nonsense.

Lighten up, dude!

 

[riff]

That nipple is ridiculous. If I were to suck it, I would question my sexuality.

Are you also a big clit fan?

 

[Private Vasquez]

I wouldn't classify myself as a fan of this here nipple, or a big clit.

I was just hoping to poke out an eye or two.

 

[riff]

Where did I put those scissors? LOL

I am listening to "Angie" right now. Now there's a song to make ya cry...

 

[riff]

Oh, Angie, Oh, Angie, when will those dark clouds disappear
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But Angie, Angie, you can't say we never tried

Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said goodbye
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried

All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke
Let me whisper in your ear
Angie, Angie, where will it lead us from here
Oh, Angie, don't you weep, all your kisses still taste sweet
I hate that sadness in your eyes
But Angie, Angie, ain't it time we said goodbye

With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats
You can't say we're satisfied
But angie, I still love you baby, ev'rywhere I look I see your eyes
There ain't a woman that comes close to you, come on baby, dry your eyes

But Angie, Angie ain't it good to be alive
Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried

 

[Eumenides]

Riff's all sentimental...Pv is .. well ... PV ... All is right with the world. Well, maybe not, but in my little world at this moment, all is right.

 

[Private Vasquez]

Please keep all scissors and cutting tools away from the grossly long nipples. Thanks.

 

[riff]

A good link for the Stones.

http://home.swipnet.se/~w-35264/index.html

I am always sentimental. It keeps me breathing.

 

[Eumenides]

A good link for the Stones.

http://home.swipnet.se/~w-35264/index.html

I am always sentimental. It keeps me breathing.

I think that's why we like ya, Riff. Your cat stories are endearing and are a testament to your sentimental nature.

PV, now she's a different story.

Alltogethah!

 

[Private Vasquez]

I can't decide if I like Miss You better than Sympathy For the Devil or not. But I think I just like that "dyyyyyyyin' to meet you!" part.

 

[Private Vasquez]

Hey! I'm sentimental, too!

 

[Eumenides]

Hey! I'm sentimental, too!

I'd get sentimental too if my nipple had been forcibly elongated. Sentimental for the days of pert, puffy nipples which don't feel in constant pain.

 

[Private Vasquez]

Hey...I have some of those too!
Maybe next time.

 

[riff]

And here I thought I was loved for being a witty smart ass.

When stopped growing at 5'7" I suspected a conspiracy. I was right.

I shouldn't bitch. I could be a 12 year old girl in Juarez, Mexico. So close, but so far away.

 

[Guest]

 

[riff]

I can't decide if I like Miss You better than Sympathy For the Devil or not. But I think I just like that "dyyyyyyyin' to meet you!" part.

LOL

 

[Private Vasquez]

*sniff* I love you, man. And it's mostly to do with your smartass wit. I stopped growing at 5'7" too. It is a conspiracy.



See? Sentiment.

 

[riff]

*sniff* I love you, man. And it's mostly to do with your smartass wit. I stopped growing at 5'7" too. It is a conspiracy.



See? Sentiment.

All right, now..... someone is asking for a spanking.

 

[Private Vasquez]

We gon' mess and fool around, you know, like we uuuuused to!!

 

[riff]

http://www.themodernword.com/eco/

There. You can go learn about the guy I named Umberto for.

As for Amelia, well, you all know her well enough I guess.

 

[riff]

Man, I wish I could meet him. He's in the USA this October. As for Amelia, well, she's in Texas somewhere!

 

[Private Vasquez]

And here I was thinkin' you'd named him after a Pizza joint.