Please...

[Egbert Souse]

Stop talking to, of, about and pertaining to my girl friend.

Thank you.

Sincerely, etc....

[Jes]

Hey, she started it! I mean, if she doesn't want to get a reaction, she has to stop invoking one!

Know what I mean?

[MellieD]

I will try my best to refrain from doing so.
Ummmm...who is your girlfriend? :confused:

[FEast]

Stop talking to, of, about and pertaining to my girl friend.

Thank you.

Sincerely, etc....You have a g/f?

Huh...how'd that happen?

(Lucky dawg!)

~Sincerely, etc....

[CurvaceousBBWLover]

Stop talking to, of, about and pertaining to my girl friend.

Thank you.

Sincerely, etc....


Who in the world is his girlfriend?

[Egbert Souse]

You have a g/f?

Huh...how'd that happen?

(Lucky dawg!)

~Sincerely, etc....

I BEG your pardon, Madam; luck has NOTHING to do with it.

There's a nominal salary, etc. involved.

[tankgirl]

What the hell...
Who? Did what? For HOW many cookie crumbs? And whoat bookie held the bets on it?

Come on. Get specific or get a clue already.

I'd imagine Jes has the right of it anyway. She's your girl, keep her from being an attention whore.

[Jes]

Fine. He's dating my left breast. Sheesh. Righty is currently available.

[Boteroesque Babe]

I'd imagine Jes has the right of it anyway. She's your girl, keep her from being an attention whore.
Pardon?

(BB counts her nominal salary, doing that gross finger-licky thing...)

[Carrie]

Pardon?

(BB counts her nominal salary, doing that gross finger-licky thing...)

Oh, ick! Do you have any idea how filthy cash is? :eek:

You should get one of those dollar bill county thingies like Scarface had.

[fatlane]

SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND!!!

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[Jes]

There is nothing more deadly than an attention whore with a dollar bill counter thingie like scarface had. Just sayin'.

I'm kinda sad that Jay WC is gone. Tit for tat, and all. That'll learn me.

[Carrie]

You, sir, are the best.

[Boteroesque Babe]

Oh, ick! Do you have any idea how filthy cash is? :eek:

You should get one of those dollar bill county thingies like Scarface had.
I don' need no steenkeen dollar bill counting thingy, Meez Carrie. I need Direct Deposit™.

[Jes]

BBabe, are you having a stripper pole installed into your living room like Carmen Electra is? For Xmas? Because I totally think you should.

[Carrie]

I don' need no steenkeen dollar bill counting thingy, Meez Carrie. I need Direct Deposit™.

:sadsigh

Direct Deposit, though highly efficient and useful, doesn't make that cool flippy-swishing noise that the dollar bill counter thingie does as it counts the bills.

Flippy-swishing? Thingie? Is it just me, or am I starting to invent my own language? I'm practically making clicking noises with my mouth.

[Carrie]

BBabe, are you having a stripper pole installed into your living room like Carmen Electra is? For Xmas? Because I totally think you should.

I want to install one every time I hear Tom Petty's "Honeybee". It makes me want to get a feather boa and....gyrate. :wubu:

[Jes]

huh huh. you said 'install one.' huh.

[Carrie]

huh huh. you said 'install one.' huh.

You're a freaking nut, lady, and that's why I like you so much. :)

[Boteroesque Babe]

BBabe, are you having a stripper pole installed into your living room like Carmen Electra is? For Xmas? Because I totally think you should.
I had my stripper pole long before any KittyCatDoll thunk it up. Got several, in fact. I keep them on subway cars, though. Generously available for community use.

(Carrie thought counting cash with a spitty thumb was gross, wait'll she sees me hang from a pole covered with kid snot and New Yorker Juice.)

[Carrie]

I had my stripper pole long before any KittyCatDoll thunk it up. Got several, in fact. I keep them on subway cars, though. Generously available for community use.

(Carrie thought counting cash with a spitty thumb was gross, wait'll she sees me hang from a pole covered with kid snot and New Yorker Juice.)

LOLOLOLOL.

That's totally gross, and like, the least sexy thing EVAH. Well done. :D

[ConnieLynn]

(Carrie thought counting cash with a spitty thumb was gross, wait'll she sees me hang from a pole covered with kid snot and New Yorker Juice.)


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[Jack Skellington]

Here's a picture of his "girl friend" that we are not supposed to talk about.

[Carrie]

Here's a picture of his "girl friend" that we are not supposed to talk about.

You're going to be in BIG trouble with Egbert, Jack!

She has a really nutty look in her eyes -- is that hunger, maybe? Know your audience and all that.

[Boteroesque Babe]

Here's a picture of his "girl friend" that we are not supposed to talk about.
I, for one, will have no trouble not talking about her. She's plastic, and allows packaging designers to degrade her.

(Know what else degrades plastic, Fellas? Petroleum-based lubricants. Just so ya know.)

[Boteroesque Babe]

I just noticed the lettering. Let's get Conrad to change the Dimensions logo to that poofy, balloony fleshtone.

[Carrie]

I just noticed the lettering. Let's get Conrad to change the Dimensions logo to that poofy, balloony fleshtone.

Fat lettering. :D

It reminds me of ABC Afterschool Specials, for some reason. It's very retro.

[jamie]

:sadsigh

Direct Deposit, though highly efficient and useful, doesn't make that cool flippy-swishing noise that the dollar bill counter thingie does as it counts the bills.

Or that strange smell of a lotta dollar bills. My favorite thing about going to the track... if you play low and win alot.. you walk away like a stripper with a wad of ones that has the scent of humanity smeared all over it...well not like a stripper's money might be smeared..oh never mind it is late.

[Jes]

Or that strange smell of a lotta dollar bills. My favorite thing about going to the track... if you play low and win alot.. you walk away like a stripper with a wad of ones that has the scent of humanity smeared all over it...well not like a stripper's money might be smeared..oh never mind it is late.

See, now, this is exactly why I became a stripper. Have any of you ever seen me? I dance under the name CHESTY DELICIOUS. (that's Miss Delicious, if you're nasty)

[Boteroesque Babe]

Or that strange smell of a lotta dollar bills. My favorite thing about going to the track... if you play low and win alot.. you walk away like a stripper with a wad of ones that has the scent of humanity smeared all over it....
Ooooh... the track. Dim Board field trip! (Though I prefer my humanity smears single malt, rather than blended.)

[Carrie]

Or that strange smell of a lotta dollar bills. My favorite thing about going to the track... if you play low and win alot.. you walk away like a stripper with a wad of ones that has the scent of humanity smeared all over it...well not like a stripper's money might be smeared..oh never mind it is late.

Yep, much too late, Jamie. :D