How are we still friends? Because I am pretty sure I use that word a lot...Originally Posted by Faris
Gay used as in the boring/dull/stupid sense. It has nothing to do with me being gay that makes me upset. There is just so many better words out there to use. EXPAND YOUR VOCABULARY.
Phlegm. I'll hand it to the guy who came up with it, it's pretty fitting. But gross.
More like expand your gay!How are we still friends? Because I am pretty sure I use that word a lot...
Gay used as in the boring/dull/stupid sense. It has nothing to do with me being gay that makes me upset. There is just so many better words out there to use. EXPAND YOUR VOCABULARY.
How about I expand your gay?
If there is such a word, it's so vile to the point where I've blocked it out and can't think of it to post it here.
yogurt :\
Checkmate, PantzHow about I expand your gay?
Because I love you.How are we still friends? Because I am pretty sure I use that word a lot...
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Tender. Supple. Nifty. Word. Lemon.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
zenon
Squall
Nosh to me is just a word meaning "nibble on while conversing with people you see only during holidays on unimportant things, using the nibble to avoid awkward silences in that conversation."Nosh.
Spelunk.
It's not a word but, a phrase. "Piece of mind" Really? You're really going to give me a piece of your brain? awesome because you don't need it, only old weirdos should be saying that phrase.
"Bloody", because it is so bloody British.
France rule!
Tory
there was a picture here
I bet this thread has made Sarah very moist.
There's plenty of words I don't care to use, but none that really bother me to hear. You people are weird.
YoU. PeoPle. aRe. WIeRD.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
My hubby (a tory) said no to my moist, puckered, tender lips snogging him after eating yogurt, and even chortled at the bloody idea. He's so gay.
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