She no can say dat
I LOLed, anyway. Bonus LOL: someone put it on Twitter! (Well, part of it. It’s more than 140 characters.)
I couldn’t have said it more emphatically myself.
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Thanks for the link, Historiann! You’re the fucken bestest!!!
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Hey! Wait a second!! Fluff!?!?!?
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Fluff: kittehs has it.
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No fluff, no work…
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I propose to marry Comrade Physioprof. I will twirl around the house singing showtunes, and he will slouch in the corner, drinking Jameson’s straight out of the bottle and muttering darkly, every third word being a variation on the word “fuck” or an incredibly creative and graphic swear.
It’ll be heaven. Like “Who’s afraid of Virginia Woolf” meets Snow White on acid.
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Maybe you could offer to be a sister-wife to Mrs. PhysioProf? (If you’re into that.)
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Why am I not surprised it was PhysioProf? Is he related to Lewis Black?
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Sister-wife?? What the fucken fucke are you ladies smoking?
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I guess there aren’t that many FLDS families out where you live. I’m talking old-school Mormon-style families: one dude, lots of teh laydees, and NO SMOKING!
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FLDS is no-alcohol as well, and without the Jameson’s, I doubt CPP would be interested.
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The moment one of you bitches confesses that you have named your vibrator Physioprof, I will have lost all respect…
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No way, Isis: too many syllables.
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