Now that's a blast from the past! I'm thinking Gal Gadot.I always picture Tanya Roberts.
Now that's a blast from the past! I'm thinking Gal Gadot.I always picture Tanya Roberts.
So pots and kettles are the source of systemic racism?Well if that isn't the pot calling the kettle black!
I bet she could kick your ass though mussel man.No she doesn't. That's my territory and I ain't letting some babe muscle me out of it.
Not hard to see for a guy that knows what a girl is.Not even close to being butch. Lol.
download as PDF Little girls are the nicest things that can happen to people. They are born with a bit of angel-shine about them, and though it wears thin sometimes, there is always enough left to lasso your heart—even when they are sitting in the mud, or crying temperamental tears, or parading up the street in Mother’s best clothes. A little girl can be sweeter (and badder) oftener than anyone else in the world. She can jitter around, and stomp, and make funny noises that frazzle your nerves, yet just when you open your mouth, she stands there demure with that special look in her eyes. A girl is Innocence playing in the mud, Beauty standing on its head, and Motherhood dragging a doll by the foot. God borrows from many creatures to make a little girl. He uses the song of a bird, the squeal of a pig, the stubbornness of a mule, the antics of a monkey, the spryness of a grasshopper, the curiosity of a cat, the speed of a gazelle, the slyness of a fox, the softness of a kitten, and to top it all off He adds the mysterious mind of a woman. A little girl likes new shoes, party dresses, small animals, first grade, noisemakers, the girl next door, dolls, make-believe, dancing lessons, ice cream, kitchens, coloring books, make-up, cans of water, going visiting, tea parties, and one boy. She doesn’t care so much for visitors, boys in general, large dogs, hand-me-downs, straight chairs, vegetables, snowsuits, or staying in the front yard. She is loudest when you are thinking, the prettiest when she has provoked you, the busiest at bedtime, the quietest when you want to show her off, and the most flirtatious when she absolutely must not get the best of you again. Who else can cause you more grief, joy, irritation, satisfaction, embarrassment, and genuine delight than this combination of Eve, Salome, and Florence Nightingale. She can muss up your home, your hair, and your dignity—spend your money, your time, and your patience—and just when your temper is ready to crack, her sunshine peeks through and you’ve lost again. Yes, she is a nerve-wracking nuisance, just a noisy bundle of mischief. But when your dreams tumble down and the world is a mess—when it seems you are pretty much of a fool after all—she can make you a king when she climbs on your knee and whispers, "I love you best of all!" As the Spinners sang Best Thanksgiving to you and the Girls, @Operational needs I hate not having a daughter. |
She wouldn't be the first!I bet she could kick your ass though mussel man.
But she's a girl not a dyke.She wouldn't be the first!
I prefer to wrestle.But she's a girl not a dyke.
I've had my ass kicked, so to speak, by a couple of girls, it didn't heal as quickly as getting kicked in the nuts or hit over the head however.
Beginning to sound like @Indecisi0nI prefer to wrestle.
Thank you. Happy Thanksgiving to you too. I hate not having a boy. My friends’ boys got spoiled by me because I didn’t have one.Not hard to see for a guy that knows what a girl is.
"What Is A Girl?" Alan Beck
by Alan Beck
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Little girls are the nicest things that can happen to people. They are born with a bit of angel-shine about them, and though it wears thin sometimes, there is always enough left to lasso your heart—even when they are sitting in the mud, or crying temperamental tears, or parading up the street in Mother’s best clothes.
A little girl can be sweeter (and badder) oftener than anyone else in the world. She can jitter around, and stomp, and make funny noises that frazzle your nerves, yet just when you open your mouth, she stands there demure with that special look in her eyes. A girl is Innocence playing in the mud, Beauty standing on its head, and Motherhood dragging a doll by the foot.
God borrows from many creatures to make a little girl. He uses the song of a bird, the squeal of a pig, the stubbornness of a mule, the antics of a monkey, the spryness of a grasshopper, the curiosity of a cat, the speed of a gazelle, the slyness of a fox, the softness of a kitten, and to top it all off He adds the mysterious mind of a woman.
A little girl likes new shoes, party dresses, small animals, first grade, noisemakers, the girl next door, dolls, make-believe, dancing lessons, ice cream, kitchens, coloring books, make-up, cans of water, going visiting, tea parties, and one boy. She doesn’t care so much for visitors, boys in general, large dogs, hand-me-downs, straight chairs, vegetables, snowsuits, or staying in the front yard.
She is loudest when you are thinking, the prettiest when she has provoked you, the busiest at bedtime, the quietest when you want to show her off, and the most flirtatious when she absolutely must not get the best of you again. Who else can cause you more grief, joy, irritation, satisfaction, embarrassment, and genuine delight than this combination of Eve, Salome, and Florence Nightingale.
She can muss up your home, your hair, and your dignity—spend your money, your time, and your patience—and just when your temper is ready to crack, her sunshine peeks through and you’ve lost again. Yes, she is a nerve-wracking nuisance, just a noisy bundle of mischief. But when your dreams tumble down and the world is a mess—when it seems you are pretty much of a fool after all—she can make you a king when she climbs on your knee and whispers, "I love you best of all!"
As the Spinners sang
Best Thanksgiving to you and the Girls, @Operational needs
I hate not having a daughter.
Hey, hey, not while I'm eating turkey!@Wrong, he's your guy.
I understand.Thank you. Happy Thanksgiving to you too. I hate not having a boy. My friends’ boys got spoiled by me because I didn’t have one.
So, your wife and kids wish you had worked for UPS so they could have enjoyed not seeing you.At UPS, the drivers never see their kids, can't participate in family functions and have no weekday personal life. Who cares if you make 100k if you can't enjoy it.
I bet you're killing it in real estate in Cali nowadays?So, your wife and kids wish you had worked for UPS so they could have enjoyed not seeing you.
I bet you're killing it in real estate in Cali nowadays?
Is that the best you got?So, your wife and kids wish you had worked for UPS so they could have enjoyed not seeing you.
NRLCA will not do class action lawsuits. Worst union in history.Sounds like y’all need to start another class action lawsuit for over time pay.
He's Big Brown, so you're Big Purple?Beginning to sound like @Indecisi0n
If you say so.He's Big Brown, so you're Big Purple?