Topher Lydon

Oh West knows... Can you ... wow... West would need ear protectors for that one.

I've been on dates like this, finally get the guy i've been chasing, only to discover they are an utter nightmare in a pretty person's skin... Man. I was talking to my ex Danny last night, he's actually the template for later Peter (from Shadow on) much to his GREAT amusement, we were discussing the night... ok so we were out, he'd been drinking, and we're on the last bus, the 95 rocketing through the night. So these two pretty girls think he's cute, and start hitting on him. He went indignant, grabbed my arm and informed them he was MY boyfriend, and that he didn't need girls! This spiraled into him holding court like he was on a game show, lecturing all the people on the bus on how to satisfy your boyfriend, with graphic descriptions of our sex life.... delivered with rapid fire fury as he just went off on one... it was... highly entertaining to the drunk people on the bus... and a night I will never forget... 20 years later, Danny's still embarrassed about that hah... (I know he reads these comment sections... so this is for you Danny : Taser, Duct-tape, and a shotgun!)

If he isn't dead from heat stroke. Velvet in July... :: chortles ::

To Be Fair, Graes DID ask for it... and got exactly what he wanted... Gotta love an artist when they are off on their artistic tear, Diva doesn't begin to describe 'em. I've dated a few over the years and boy oh boy, things were never dull. I actually have scars.

It sets the whole tone,,, and the heaters? They're to ensure the paints dry faster... the fact that they are pointed at you right now is just coincidence...

Peter earned his codename... he's going to be remembered in history books for his... shrill nature

Next chapter: Jared McMillan vs the Broligarchs. and Jared gets.... LAID?!?!?! (seriously our resident single disaster actually meets someone)

Nuff said about my morning. Good morning to you.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: THE LORD OF WINTER Location: Mar-a-Lago, Palm Beach, Florida Time: 2215 Hours. July 4th, 2024 Status: Campaign Headquarters (4 Years, 7 Months Post-Annexation) The remote hit the gilded surface of the Louis XIV desk with a crack that echoed off the hand-painted, cherub-festooned ceiling. On the massive wall-mounted screen, tuned to Fox News, the image of Will Carter froze. He was mid-sentence, his hand raised in a gesture of declaration, the blurred backdrop of

hey when the house looks like that you'd want one too... I just like that to Orel it's the best place in the world. He could live in a mansion, sure, but without Finn there it's nothing but a hovel. His abject rejection of money, to me, makes him compelling as the Anti-tarquin. I don't need money, money can't buy the thing I want.

well Kenny *was* very good at making homemade Hazmat suits

Denial

No wonder the town's broke, free wifi across town, and the library doubles as a spank bank... the lean up costs alone... yikes You know Kenny's Mom is the librarian.... that poor little Church lady....

Self-help section

Oh man, Orel's on a mission, it will be highly amusing to write Finn's reaction to Orel's ... declaration of intent via pizza.

Axl volunteers!

Kyle refuses to teach Orel that one.

Orel approves this protocol, and recommends the hot-coco with marshmallow supplementary protocol

There's a 89% chance of being snug

I mean, Axl did get an eye full of naked Orel, so he's not exactly going home without a win... without his own pants, sure, but you know Axl'd think he won.

you will never look at the ways and means committee hearings the same way again.

tomorrow I promise. Lydia's turn

:: smiles at you :: see what happens when you poke a writer mid flow? I blame you.

the poor pizza boy