Unsung is still a tuneI loved Helmet. Still do, but I never got into those other bands you mentioned. I grew up pretty small town and I didn't have many friends who listened to the same stuff I did, I pretty much relied on Spin magazine, and Alternative Press to expose me to new bands. Whatever I got into early was stuff I was lucky enough to stumble on in music reviews and liner notes of the bands I liked.
I do it everyday.But for real... I unloaded the dishwasher.
A mere glimpse into the mind of a female.....fascinating.So I buy nonstick bakeware. My husband smothers it with Pam (non stick spray). This pretty much renders it not nonstick thereafter. Then he randomly picks when he will use Pam for future baking. I just spent 20 mins cleaning a pan that he chose not to use Pam to bake sausage balls.
So While I was cleaning it, I was picturing myself going out the back door, dropping the pan and soccer kicking it towards his shop. Then running over and kicking it like a football further towards his shop, where btw his buddies have already gathered. Probably wondering what I will cook for them today. Then when it finally stops near the door of his shop, doing a bunny hop and crush the pan. Then tie up my robe, smile and give his buddies a friendly 'good morning'. Look to my husband and tell him that I need a new pan and walk my smiling ass back to the house.
I was trying to work out where I could put my camera to record this when he opened the back door. Without thinking I said, "Pam mf'er, do you speak it?"
He gave a lil surprised "oh" and went right back out the door.
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You are hilarious.So I buy nonstick bakeware. My husband smothers it with Pam (non stick spray). This pretty much renders it not nonstick thereafter. Then he randomly picks when he will use Pam for future baking. I just spent 20 mins cleaning a pan that he chose not to use Pam to bake sausage balls.
So While I was cleaning it, I was picturing myself going out the back door, dropping the pan and soccer kicking it towards his shop. Then running over and kicking it like a football further towards his shop, where btw his buddies have already gathered. Probably wondering what I will cook for them today. Then when it finally stops near the door of his shop, doing a bunny hop and crush the pan. Then tie up my robe, smile and give his buddies a friendly 'good morning'. Look to my husband and tell him that I need a new pan and walk my smiling ass back to the house.
I was trying to work out where I could put my camera to record this when he opened the back door. Without thinking I said, "Pam mf'er, do you speak it?"
He gave a lil surprised "oh" and went right back out the door.
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Hangi on. Be right back. I just seen him go out the gate. He's going to walk all the way around to get what he needs out of the garage.A mere glimpse into the mind of a female.....fascinating.
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Mrs just literally gave me shit for scratching up non-stick bakeware.Hangi on. Be right back. I just seen him go out the gate. He's going to walk all the way around to get what he needs out of the garage.
It isn't going to be that easy, buddy.
Lol
Good for her.Mrs just literally gave me shit for scratching up non-stick bakeware.
When he saw me he crossed the garage in 2 steps. Before I could say anything he said, " I swear I used Pam. I soaked it!" And was gone in a flash.
Lmao
I sit to piss all of the time, I like the feeling when my balls dip into the toilet water.I sat down to pee.
That bathroom doesn't have a window so it was dark and I was still way too asleep to want to turn on a light.
This was the rational thing to do so therefore it wasn't girly at all.
I still have young, perky balls so that never happens to me.I sit to piss all of the time, I like the feeling when my balls dip into the toilet water.
Living up to your name. NiceI sit to piss all of the time, I like the feeling when my balls dip into the toilet water.