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Post by mummifiedstalin on Jan 16, 2013 9:18:49 GMT -5
And he only typed it with his left hand. I use voice recognition software. So one hand's strokin', the other's rollin'. |
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Post by Mitchell on Jan 16, 2013 10:27:38 GMT -5
Oh, that's crap, I don't believe for a minute that Dragon Naturally Speaking can translate "lemon party" into an appropriate URL.
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Post by mummifiedstalin on Jan 16, 2013 10:54:18 GMT -5
You have to spell some things out. But it just makes the anticipation sweeter.
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Post by Mitchell on Jan 16, 2013 13:16:57 GMT -5
The wife and I were being a bit intimate last night (deal with that bit of TMI, the setup is needed for the following)
She noted the grey hairs I've been getting around my temples and mentioned that it looked distinguished, like she was "dating an older man." So, of course, the image of her snuggling up to some fossil crosses into my mind's eye and I start laughing, especially as, for some reason, the lemonparty image flashes through my head.
She asks what I'm laughing at, I tell her it's like she's fantasizing about a lemonparty.
She asks "what's a lemonparty?" Now I'm can't stop laughing and try to explain between laughs.
She pre-empts me: "is it THAT WEBSITE you showed me?" I say "Maybe, which one?"
Her: "The one with THOSE. . .OLD. . .MEN." Me: "Yep."
Her: Sometimes, I worry about you. Me: ME?! YOU'RE the one dreaming about lemonparties.
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Post by siamesesin on Jan 16, 2013 15:52:32 GMT -5
I just pictured her cuddling a T-Rex skeleton with Jon Stewart hair.
So I'm clearly the one with bigger problems.
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Post by Mitchell on Jan 16, 2013 16:20:52 GMT -5
Very well done
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