Random pouty post.
Jan. 26th, 2008 09:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amanuensis11.The subject line in the spam email was Two asian girls inserting fish in c**t. (They spelled it out.) And I said, "You know, I might actually like to see that. Because yes, I have goldfish!porn fantasies! And yet I know that whatever link you have in that email, it is not going to take me to a site where I can actually view two women of Eastern origin engaging in goldfish bestiality--it'll just sell me shares in a Nigerian diamond mine or put malware on my computer. Go back to subject lines about penile enhancement products and STOP TEASING ME."
2. I have learned that the phrase "Who's your daddy?" means something different than I thought it did. I thought the question implied, "Please tell me the name of your father, because when I am finished doing whatever it is that is impressive here, I will then seek him out and demonstrate how very superior I am to him, thus impressing him as well." I have discovered (not from real life! From a comedy routine) that this phrase may be uttered by men in the midst of copulation, which at first fit my expectations--I mean, maybe he wants to go to her father and ask for her hand in marriage or something? But then I discovered that a man asking this question is expecting an answer along the lines of "You are, dearest," which had me shrieking EWWWWWWW!! Oh, for the days when I lived in ignorance. *shudders* And they think slashers are weird.
3. I would make a poor vegetarian. I hate beans. I don't mean that they're vile or that I gag if one passes my throat, I just hate the way they're expected to rise to the occasion and function as meat substitutes. They're boring. They aren't tasty; who the bleep is promoting these as tasty? They're flavorless blobs of paste. And this is coming from someone who likes to eat plain raw tofu by the cube. Yes, there are exceptions; I count limas as vegetables rather than beans because they have that strong cabbage-y smell and flavor, just like broccoli and cauliflower and I like all of those. And a few dishes have squeaked by my radar; that black-bean-and-corn-and-pepper-and-spicy-oil dish manages to combine two of my "blah" vegetables (beans and corn) and transform them into something yummy (but that's mostly the spicy oil that does the trick). But the next person who tells me I can give up meat and get all the protein I need from beans will get hit. Grr. *orders another bowl of Coney Island chili without beans*
This post will either generate a host of "no, really, these are good" bean recipes or opinions on goldfish bestiality. I welcome both.
2. I have learned that the phrase "Who's your daddy?" means something different than I thought it did. I thought the question implied, "Please tell me the name of your father, because when I am finished doing whatever it is that is impressive here, I will then seek him out and demonstrate how very superior I am to him, thus impressing him as well." I have discovered (not from real life! From a comedy routine) that this phrase may be uttered by men in the midst of copulation, which at first fit my expectations--I mean, maybe he wants to go to her father and ask for her hand in marriage or something? But then I discovered that a man asking this question is expecting an answer along the lines of "You are, dearest," which had me shrieking EWWWWWWW!! Oh, for the days when I lived in ignorance. *shudders* And they think slashers are weird.
3. I would make a poor vegetarian. I hate beans. I don't mean that they're vile or that I gag if one passes my throat, I just hate the way they're expected to rise to the occasion and function as meat substitutes. They're boring. They aren't tasty; who the bleep is promoting these as tasty? They're flavorless blobs of paste. And this is coming from someone who likes to eat plain raw tofu by the cube. Yes, there are exceptions; I count limas as vegetables rather than beans because they have that strong cabbage-y smell and flavor, just like broccoli and cauliflower and I like all of those. And a few dishes have squeaked by my radar; that black-bean-and-corn-and-pepper-and-spicy-oil dish manages to combine two of my "blah" vegetables (beans and corn) and transform them into something yummy (but that's mostly the spicy oil that does the trick). But the next person who tells me I can give up meat and get all the protein I need from beans will get hit. Grr. *orders another bowl of Coney Island chili without beans*
This post will either generate a host of "no, really, these are good" bean recipes or opinions on goldfish bestiality. I welcome both.
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Date: 2008-01-26 02:59 pm (UTC)I always thought "Who's your daddy?" meant "Please tell me the name of your father, because when I am finished doing whatever it is that is impressive here, I will then seek him out and demonstrate how very superior I am to him, thus impressing him as well." too.
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Date: 2008-01-26 03:13 pm (UTC)OMIGOD I HATE YOU. I am making little horking noises in my throat. I may never eat again.
I always thought...too. OH NOW I LOVE YOU FOR ADMITTING IT! THANK YOU!
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Date: 2008-01-26 03:26 pm (UTC)Or, alternatively, "Please tell me the name of your father and then ERASE HIS NAME FROM YOUR MEMORY AND REPLACE IT WITH MINE because he is not the man that I am if he has not already taught you this."
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Date: 2008-01-26 04:00 pm (UTC)giggling helplessly
Date: 2008-01-26 03:38 pm (UTC)Re: giggling helplessly
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Date: 2008-01-26 04:13 pm (UTC)I have no life.