And if you give me the recipes for putine and the like, I'll have it contracted out here and shipped there.

Keeping a whole bunch of people around just for their good food is like being nice to an a-hole gay guy, 'cause you're worried that you won't be able to get your hair done or buy flowers anymore.

Or your fat cousin, Gail, won't have anyone to dance with her at a party.

Last edited by BobKay; 09/15/10 05:01 PM.
Always call the place you live a house. When you're old, everyone else will call it a home.