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I wonder what would happen if I asked everyone in a work meeting, "what ice cream flavor are you?"

I almost blurted a similar thing to a coworker today, "oh we should make a thread for that, it would be awesome". I quickly covered with changing it to a party. :eek:
 
If given the chance to survive forever by opportunity of a morale or some small piece of advice for posterity, I'd want to convey to future generations, more than any one other thing, that there is no greater folly in life than drinking Sprite Zero after brushing your teeth.
 
If given the chance to survive forever by opportunity of a morale or some small piece of advice for posterity, I'd want to convey to future generations, more than any one other thing, that there is no greater folly in life than drinking Sprite Zero after brushing your teeth.

now you need another 30 minute shower
 
(Probably only meaningful for the Brits, but...)

So.... He brings me all the way to London, but he doesn't take me up the Oxo tower....? :(

i was going to express what manner of man wouldnt want to take you to top and wine you in style, but your He lurks about, so maybe he will take you next time... :) safe travels...

Hehe... My He would have laughed!

I wasn't sure it would cross the Atlantic, but here's a little explanation ;)

The Oxo Tower in London is an old building right on the Thames, visible from a long way off especially at night as it has the letters OXO in red lights running down it. Rather beautiful in a strange way. Oxo was/is a beef stock cube product, I suppose it must have been produced there in times past. The tower now has a gorgeous restaurant at the top, with lovely views to St Pauls, sometimes there's a pianist playing while you eat.

However. With our British love of a double entendre, being "taken up the Oxo Tower" can be interpreted in ... a different way.... :devil:
 
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Hehe... My He would have laughed!

I wasn't sure it would cross the Atlantic, but here's a little explanation ;)

The Oxo Tower in London is an old building right on the Thames, visible from a long way off especially at night as it has the letters OXO in red lights running down it. Rather beautiful in a strange way. Oxo was/is a beef stock cube product, I suppose it must have been produced there in times past. The tower now has a gorgeous restaurant at the top, with lovely views to St Pauls, sometimes there's a pianist playing while you eat.

However. With our British love of a double entendre, being "taken up the Oxo Tower" can be interpreted in ... a different way.... :devil:


...and here's a picture of the Oxo Tower. Not Numi's Oxo Tower, obviously :devil:

http://www.oxotower.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2013/11/2013-03-23-Earth-Hour-before-and-after-cropped-1124x400.jpg
 
I wonder when the urge to inflict physical pain on myself to relieve the mental tension will go away.
 
I'm thankful to have gotten random Kik messages, but wonder why my response to their message hasn't even been read.
 
I'm exactly as good at beat boxing as everyone suspects ...give or take
 
I'm always distracted when I see porn where the guy's cum is stark white, like squirts of frosting or something, instead of the see-through white-ish glaze I'm used to :cool:
 
Really? I can't even get upset anymore. That's the part that scares me the most.
 
It's so sad that romantic well meant comments mean so little to me anymore. Like water off a ducks back. :rolleyes:
 
When crazy people walk through the forest, do they take the psycho path?
 
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