So, I'm at Foxwoods Casino in CT spending the night. I head back to the room around 10:45pm because I'm up a couple of hundred and we're getting up early. Wife is still roaming the slot machine halls. I'm in the room listening to CNN on a low volume and poking around Facebook when, lo and behold, what should I hear wafting through the paper thin walls (and connecting door) but a woman moaning softy.
Being the good perv that I am, I lower the TV volume and get up and press my ear to the crack of the connecting door. Moan, moan, moan. Sounds good. Then I hear a guy heavy breathing as well. Now the woman's moans were pretty loud at the outset (when I first heard them), but now they were softer and his were growing, so I figured she'd "gotten hers" and was returning the favor.
Moan, moan, moan (her).
Moan, moan, moan (him).
Moan, moan, moan (her).
Oh, yeah. (him) Oh, yeah, right there... Oh, God, baby, that feels so good... right there...
(long pause)
DAMMIT!! ****!!! GOD DAMN IT!!
(her, quietly) I'm sorry.
(him, angrily) It's not YOUR fault. ****!! DAMMIT!! I WAS SO CLOSE!!
Yes, my good sir. Thanks to the paper-thin walls, everyone on the 7th floor now knows that you have performance anxiety. (And, yes, I did post all of it to my Facebook status.) :-)
If the world was full of Joeys nothing would ever get done. We would have made no technologies and houses would just be overhead shelter from the rain. No one would do their jobs right everybody would just lay around all day eating whatever Joey the baker made and eating those banana peels Joey number 30097 left out and made him trip balls.
CNN just had a story about topless Ukrainian protesters. Apparently a group of women have banded together to protest the sex trade by doing it topless. This, to me, seems like a conflict of interest, but I'm not complaining as almost all the women were actually cute (think "young porno Russian", not "old wrinkled scarf-headed Russian").
Originally Posted by blaise:
I really hate Microsoft Word.
Which version? Each version has its own "features." For example, Word 2010 apparently has a glitch that activates font substitution when working or saving on a thumb drive document. Even if the fucking font is in your GD Fonts Folder! JFC Fucking fuck stain. At least I only paid $79 for Office 2010 Professional Academic. So, which version do you hate?
It bet it is 2000. I never really cared Word 2000.
Diana Muldaur as Dr. Pulaski on "ST: TNG" was the biggest affront to fandom not named Jar-Jar Binks. In every episode, I rooted for her to don a red security shirt and beam down on an away mission.
