Ha!
I roll my own tampons, and kick start my vibrator.
I shave by pulling the hairs out wiv a li'l coiled wire thingy.
Mins be weak.
How nice for you bunny, but this thread be about mins.
Min without wimmmin be nothin' - or at least scarce.
dlowan wrote:Min without wimmmin be nothin' - or at least scarce.
A fact Pharoah didn't recognize in his treaty to kill all the first born sons of the Israelites, as I remember it from 'The Ten Commandments' with that Jew pretender Charlton Heston. Heston might appear manly to some, but to play a Jew in more than one movie just seems like an unmanly cop-out.
No, that was George Burns.
He played GEORGE BURNS??!!
I'm buying beer for every man in the house if there be any.
Beer? don't need no stinkin' beer!
give me a shot a tekilla...no make it the whole bottle. And I don't need no frou-frou lime 'r salt neither!
Uh oh, does that mean I am a manly man? But, see my profile. I'm a woman who doesn't own a pizza wheely and I have made my own pizza for a bunch of years. I use kitchen shears now, but really the best thing was my ex's shears he took from his drama department, really good cutting shears. I still have them, decades later.
Yes he was sort of thiefy. I tried to influence him. And later we gave stuff to that drama department. But he never gave back the shears.
I on the other hand, the angel, heh, actually mailed, when I was about eighteen, a pillow back to a Las Vegas hotel that we (my dad and me and people on a work project) had stayed at and my dad or someone agreed we could take in the car for the trip. So you know I was uncomfy re the shears.
I suppose I should mail them back, a long time later( we are divorced) to the university, just like I did the pillow package to whatever the hotel was.. I still have them, the third drawer on the left at work, since a local artist has done some works with them as a component.
I think pizza cutting is the perfect thing for them now, decades later. Trust me, they beat a wheelie (ey?) and they beat the ordinary kitchen shears.
Should you wish to look them up, they might be drapery shears, by Zeiss...
Not quite sorry for digression,
back to manly work...
Yes, Lassie, you're right - we have to head them off at the pass - before the ycan get over the bridge and warn the approaching soldiers of the ambush we have planned.
Good girl...
Lassie?..see this?... lady? Lassie ain't got this equipment...no siree bob's your uncle
Yes, he did.
Oh, were you referring to his genitalia? He had those, too.
...all this mens talk sounds like Super Bowl Sunday in my living room...
WOOF! WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF! WOOF WOOF WOOF!
WOOF!
grrrrrr......
Now wait aminnit heah PD. A manly man ain't scared a no wabbit. She can be our clubhouse mascot...you know, guard the door, bring us liquor, put them coasters down so we don't leave rings on the furniture...that kinda stuff
