I love the melted-candle wine bottle. Totally realistic. Seriously. I remember those. But yeah, "reefer brawl" sort of seems completely, uh, fabricated. Like taking two random words and combining them for no apparent reason and hoping they mean something."Wine massage.""Hair whoopie.""Pickeled camera."Etc.
Beatnik Wanton is my least favorite soup. Too much patchouli for my tastes.
young and tender. that's the name of the "evening reader" i found at mawmaw & pawpaw's house. don't tell them i have it.
also, there is no illustration on the cover of my book and i feel the PC way to say gypped.
BE: I kinda thought the same thing.B!: Ha, I forgot that you had that book.
Young and tender beatnik wontons...yummy
Yeah, the panties suck shit.
I like to think that this was the equivalent of Cinemax After Dark, which feels almost quaint now itself.
ooh, i wish i still got the skinamax after dark. that or the USA's UP all night with elvira as the host.
I really wish USA UP all night was still on the air.
Can I say this about the panties? For those days they were HOT, HOT, HOT like the burning surface of the sun. They were PURPLE!
A purple diaper is still a diaper.
i remember the first time i remember seeing ladies underdrawers on the tv and rewinding it to see it again. it was a purple bra, on kirstie alley, in look who's talking. man, that was some good shit when i was little. i mean, she was way hotter in cheers but you never got to see her in her bra.
I was showing mama's house to someone the other day and we realized that the only room with no boobs on display was dad's den.
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