*distributes large trays of alcohol and food*
*glances sternly in Mag's direction and reminds him that he might end up crunchy and covered with ketchup*
*Heads off to some RL matters*
Maybe he is. I'm not against papricka, but I do really prefer Pepper myself.fable wrote:But red pepper is a kind of paprika--they're no different. That physician friend of your father is probably an anarchist, or at least an crypto-anti-paprika fascist type thingee.
*snorts*Lady Dragonfly wrote:COZY joint, mind you. Size matters.
I can just imagineMagrus wrote:Ah yes, going there are we? Women tend not to like my response when something along those lines is tossed my way. :laugh:
Nope, I don't. I just find women who seem to think that size is all that matters to be boring prudes who don't know how to please a man. The reverse is true for men who think the same way. I mean, really, talk about wedging yourself into a corner based on one attribute.Lady Dragonfly wrote:Are you afraid? I thought you had nothing to hide.
How the hell do you invest in size??????Lady Dragonfly wrote:Size matters AMONG other attributes, dear.
Puny humans sometimes get offended by this fact.
Just think in terms of RPG: you have to distribute 10 points among several important attributes. Depending on your goal you invest in one and decrease another.
*Becomes thoughtful and ashamed*
But still...
Have you considered high heels? Or body-building?The Z wrote:How the hell do you invest in size??????
Because for some reason most of the girls I encounter are taller than me.![]()
(Trying not to think about the other meaning of size)....![]()
Mmmm...I'm not a fan of the whole high heels thing.Lady Dragonfly wrote:Have you considered high heels? Or body-building?
Anyway, investing in CHARISMA is a good option too...
Did you tell this story before? I remember hearing this before.dragon wench wrote:*snorts*![]()
That reminds me of an incident....
A few years ago I was working as a teaching assistant while completing the coursework component of my MA in Canadian history.
The TAs had to sit in in the lectures for first year students, since we had to lead seminars for them in the material covered.
The prof for this particular section sometimes had a unique approach to lectures and one day he brought in a 'ghetto blaster' and some lyrics to a song by a group called The Arrogant Worms.
The overall gist of the song is that Canada is really big...
The TA I was sitting next to was a bit of a twerp, and we'd had our differences.. He was also extremely short and had an exceptionally small build..
I just couldn't stop myself...![]()
I leaned over and whispered... "See, size *does* matter"
Poor guy.... he went the colour of an overly ripe plum.
Normally I'm not quite that awful... and I've never actually considered height in men to be an issue but due to previous run-ins I felt he deserved it![]()