Tonight could be the night. At long last, AQ and I may put our plan into action of staving off potential vaginal seekers with a little something we like to call the Loverly Groverly.
Simply put, we respond in muppet Grover's voice to strange males.
"Can I buy you a drink?"
Grover says, "Mmmm. Dreeenk."
That sort of thing.
All that matters is that WE'RE entertained. È vero.
Simply put, we respond in muppet Grover's voice to strange males.
"Can I buy you a drink?"
Grover says, "Mmmm. Dreeenk."
That sort of thing.
All that matters is that WE'RE entertained. È vero.
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(alluring stare from across the bar)
(Grover-voice yell) "Wanna make out in the bafroom?"
whoa, whoa. NSFW: V-bomb. There's dudebros up in this e-hood, you know.
And yet, unidentified ones carry less weight. Identify yourself! State yer bidness!
dear daria, it's just me, skirk. My bidness is my usual MO: dumb yucks. Check my references: here, here, and here. My oeuvre is like Arte Povera.
Asking me to use my real name is like asking Kool Keith to stop calling himself "Black Elvis" or "Dr. Octogon." Aesthetically not possible. You think I'm kidding; I wish I were.
That said, assume I might use the following other monikers in the future:
Dudebros on Ice
Sally Jesse Raphael
etc...
I hope we are still friends.
Skirkie - my nature is not so noble, but my blog's is. It insists I remain friends with you.
It referenced Handbanana.
We are still friends.
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