I secretly want to jump your bones, but being the well mannered cookie-baking girl next door I’ll continue inviting you to dinner and hope you make the first move. —XVII
This article appears in Feb 3-9, 2011.
Futile Devices
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What kind of cookies you baking OP? 🙂 I like cookies a lot!
Just say something to the guy, OP!
guys like cookies… you have an excellent ice-breaker there.
Use it.
What zed said.
heehee that rhymed.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y7Yp2L6c2KM
Who said it was a guy? The bones jumping thing?…………..I guess.
OB, life’s too short for the game your playing, start jumping!
Fabienne: Whose motorcycle is this?
Butch: It’s a chopper, baby.
Fabienne: Whose chopper is this?
Butch: It’s Zed’s.
Fabienne: Who’s Zed?
Butch: Zed’s dead, baby. Zed’s dead.
Hey OP. You have nothing to lose, and life is already too short.
Tell this person. Give them a cookie, then jump their bones.
Z3….My little guy wants the baby to be called Iron Man Z@#*%&….. aka I M Z…..just thought Id share.
ummm, who wouldn’t?
Iknorite? Iron Man is one of the most badass names you could give to a kid. It’s a possible bully deterrent, too.
ya, who’s going to ask the other kids if they want to pick on Iron Man?
lol. My brother tried to get me to name him Oz…he said “who the hell’s gonna pick a fight with a kid named Oz”…
If I want him to be tough I’d name him Sue…remember that song? lol.