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Rob Beschizza at 12:38 pm Wed, Apr 18, 2012
Versus an “Android?”
Also, what kind of skeezeball cheapskate asshole tries to get an evening with an escort for thirty bucks? (Note: question is rhetorical.)
By which token, sex with one’s own partner would be like dumpster diving?
No, having a long-term partner is the most expensive sex of all.
(…AND TOTALLY WORTH IT, HONEY!)
you are so busted.
I was having a conversation with some woman in a beauty supply store wherein I mentioned that I got free haircuts from the person with whom I was living. She pinned me down with her steely gaze and said (very accurately), “Honey, those haircuts are costing you $1,000 apiece.”
If you’re paying ‘$1,000 apiece’, you’re getting all that other stuff from the person you’re living with, for free.
I’d say you’re probably ahead..er, on top…um, ‘in the black’?
Never mind the morality, these guys should be fired for incompetence. How can they call themselves the secret service if they can’t even keep a frat party secret?
Is there really such a thing as “fine rum”? AFAICT, it all tastes like gasoline.
Black Seal, my son!
Just the thing after some fish and brewis!
Lord thunderin’ Jebus – I haven’t had fish n’ brewis in what seems like forever! And I’d kill for some of my old neighbour’s touton….