I lived in Meridian, MS back in the day, and our roots were in Georgia. So we'd make periodic trips back home, and the route took us through Selma and Montgomery. I have home movies of the march that we shot while driving through Selma on March 7, 1965, when I was six years old. Powerful stuff.
Say, do you have some pics of Lamar on the original march?
WTF? I wasn't even invited--not that I'd have come anyway ;-)
I've heard that his moves to "Do Fries Go With That Shake" have to be seen to be believed. I don't remember any of it. Swear. To. God.
Not that that's a bad thing!
Your projectile motion skill are in need of work That shot was WAY off the mark. If you would just tell me how you unified field theory, I might reconsider.
And that guy with my floaties needs to return them ASAP. I can't teach fluids without them.
I have a physique that needs a physicist.
I took a shot.
BTW: if anyone sees Marsh soon, ask her if she found my nails. I'll need them this weekend. I have a DATE!
Damn! I swore I'd never disrobe CHG ever again. You can kiss my tutu goodbye!
Oh Mia, I was just sure I traded my leather pants to CHG for that pink tutu, but things are a bit hazy. I thought that's what he mumbled when I gave it back to him.
And humans believe they're the most intelligent animal.
Personally, they stink.
I don't even remember that! Swear. To. God. When I left the house I bad on makeup and a wig! And where is my hat! It looks like a diaphragm, only much larger.
OMG! I'm not doin' that again for at least...wait, what am I sayin'! That was great! I usually wouldn't have ANYTHING AT ALL to do with Marsh, so it's a good thing I don't remember any of it.
Whoo! Hoo! YeeeHaaaaahh!!!!
MORE COWBELL !!!
@staythirstymyfriends: So sorry for the mix-up. The problem wasn't with the coupon. Though it expired in July of 2004, we always honor any of our coupons at Smitty's.
Your dad is a sweet guy, and we simply had a little misunderstanding. I believe this is while you were across the room balancing a pair of half-full wine glasses on your face.
At any rate, he was insistent on having his rectum bleached in the color "fallow." I'd never heard of this color, and it's not on our menu. I looked it up. It's a light brown, and, of course, that kind of defeats what we do at Smitty's.
Your dad was adamant, so I've special-ordered it. We at Smitty's want our customers 100% satisfied. We will bleach him in "fallow" at no charge, and even use our "pink prism" method.
I apologize for any inconvenience.
As some attendees might attest, I was smokin below the waist too.
Mine as well, Left-Wing...sigh. I guess I'll never be a "cool kid".
It was epic! But I do need to lodge a complaint with Smitty. I was there with my dad and had a 2-for-1 rectum bleach coupon they wouldn't honor. Not sure if I'll go back next year.
At the beginning of the evening I was wearing that pink tutu. And Bruno, I want it back, clean.
The garra rufa were a nice touch, but they ruined the internet in my swim trunks.
I am never doing that again. It was cool, but there was no need to be that camera.
The crew at Smitty's has never bleached so many rectums in one day. Our booth was just insane. We are all exhausted today. But it was a great time, except for the guy slinging beer and fried rice everywhere and vomiting all over us.
As usual, my invitation was somehow misplaced.
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