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Next time I catch someone letting their mutt take a crap on the route I've been taking, I'm going to ask them if they'd like to have one of my *kitten* bags or offer to show them my ape impersonation.

I can't actually pronounce this correctly. When I say "pap smear", it comes out "pap schmear." Therefore, every time I say it, I immediately think of bagels and cream cheese.

Last time I rode public transport, I was working until I was 8.5 months pregnant. My journey was a train ride for 35 minutes into Glasgow and then the subway for another 10 minutes, 5 days a week. More often than not, it was standing the whole way. Throughout those 8.5 months, I'd only been offered a seat once. It didn't…

Creepy, crawly things. In particular, these little beauties...

Mine aren't very useful... - I can fart louder than my husband. (Though, his smell like raw sewage which I can't compete with.) - I can bend my thumbs back over the top of my hand. - I can catch chipmunks in traps and re-home them next to golf courses. (My favourite.)

Illinois. But by folks who like to pronounce the 's' on the end. Honourable mention: 'Irregardless' *makes noose-around-neck gesture*

That chica has major talent. :drinker:

Eat the reuben. It wants you very badly.

The loveliest lot of ingrates and miscreants found on my friends list. They are all -- in their own ways -- wickedly funny, supportive and insanely intelligent. Love all of ya bastages.

If I stick a flag in it, can it be about me? *goes off to watch Dressed to Kill for the 353rd time*

I'm just holding out for La-Mar soap to make a comeback...

Light brown, blonde-er in the summer. Lots of grey. The grey is the battle scar of being tormented on a daily basis by a 4 year old.

Yeah, the clothes-off thing is preferred. Water hot as the taint of Satan, too. Also, I've never quite understood the folks who get in the shower and *then* turn on the water. If I was into that kinda torture, I'd Epilady my crotch.

My quite-flawed theory is that the virus has mutated is now in the bloodstream of any living who have come in contact with zombies. Doesn't take a scratch or injury any more, just requires a good bucket-kicking of the infected living person for the disease to take over.

This is the first episode of this season I didn't use the term "jumped the shark" to my hubs after watching. I actually went, "Whoa, about f'ing time they got back to the good *kitten*." Good stuff. I now am hopeful for the remainder of the season -- especially with the impending sh*tstorm of zombage about to rain down…

First scary movie I had seen was the TV movie "Trilogy of Terror." One of the segments had a little doll which came alive and killed folks. It was so bad, but so good. I think the movie which really made a lasting impact on the state of my mental well-being was Pet Semetary. In particular, this little bastage: Screw that…

Mind you, we don't go to the super-fancy places due to having a kidlet so lots of the places we've eaten at weren't the signature restaurants or they were character meals: The places that stood out from our trip last year and some of our favourites... Wolfgang Puck Express in DTD -- Nice lunch spot. T-Rex -- It's just like…

(I'm stalking Q. Don't mind me. :love: ) We've been the past two years. First family trip was at the Polynesian. Our trip last year was a split stay between the Beach Club and the Polynesian. I thought I was completely in love with the Polynesian hence wanting to go back again last year. We were sorely disappointed with it…

"Thanks" or "thanks very much" is my usual reply. It doesn't differ depending on what they complimented on. Unless it was from the husband, he might get a grope in addition to the thanks.

We have a mutual "STFU or you die" policy when we're watching something. Even if we want to comment on the shows, it either waits 'til the commercial break or it gets paused.

1. Cowboys ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Bottom of List (because, frankly, nothing compares to the hate I get on for the Cowboys) are the Bandwagon Teams: Saints, LSU, Florida State, Duke. Other various teams I don't care for: Raiders (kinda feel sorry for 'em though), Seahawks, Ducks and Canucks. Steelers aren't included on…

Cumberbatch. :love: I've just started the C25k, so I'd go for "running" as my answer too. This is how it makes me feel:

Another "makes bed only when changing the sheets" person. Of course, I use the vacuum inside the toaster oven ... and on the top of the toilets. Anyone for toast with peanut butter?

Empire Strikes Back. I was too young to remember much of the experience though; I was about 5. But, I vividly recall seeing E.T., The Dark Crystal and Jaws 3-D a couple-few years later.

Flippin' brilliant. I've just started the C25K thing -- did Week 2, Day 2 today -- and loving it so far. Thanks for the inspiration. :drinker:

Spot. the. f'. on. :drinker:

I rock the running leggings outside. The top I wear comes down to just below my waist but doesn't fully cover my *kitten*. Got the panty-lines and bumps in full effect. Yeah, I said it. Showing the panty-lines and cellulite like a boss. On my neighborhood jaunt, I heard some heaving and saw young mothers shield the eyes of…

Or, when you eat blue ice cream -- sh*tting Papa Smurfs for 3 days straight.

I'm getting a hankering for a 3 Musketeers.

I can't remember specific instances of torture. Just fights ... with metal rakes whilst wearing shorts and stainless steel dog bowls lobbed at each other's heads. Frisbees hurled as quickly as possible into the backs of noggins. Crabapples chucked at each other. My brother's 5 years older than me.