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Robin Leach, You've Sunk So Low...
Wait--now I'm going back through, trying to figure out which you're intending--that was the latest I had just written back to, before seeing this msg.— November 2, 2009 1:24 a.m.
Robin Leach, You've Sunk So Low...
I just wrote you back about 'borrowing.'— November 2, 2009 1:07 a.m.
Mexican Artisans and the Day of the Dead, Pátzcuaro, Mexico
Hey, thanks, pagalarga! I'm on it! :)— November 2, 2009 1 a.m.
Robin Leach, You've Sunk So Low...
#14: [shiver!] Poor lads.— November 2, 2009 12:28 a.m.
Robin Leach, You've Sunk So Low...
PS: I would consider a urinal, if it were signed "R. Mutt." :)— November 2, 2009 12:25 a.m.
Robin Leach, You've Sunk So Low...
On second thought, that IS a cone. Either that, or a hypertrophied cake base. I'll go with cone...with unnecessary cherry on top :)— November 2, 2009 12:19 a.m.
Robin Leach, You've Sunk So Low...
Exactly! Who wants to pee among friends? Before you answer, remember that the gaggle of females tottling off to the restroom together congregates around mirror, not bowl--and, they are ALL walled stalls in a ladies' room. I seriously do not get how men are expected to do no. 2 on the lone commode in the corner, much less why they are expected to pee standing in a chorus line. Answers? I bet Bob the Angry Flower has some thoughts on this pressing prostational matter.— November 2, 2009 12:16 a.m.
Robin Leach, You've Sunk So Low...
"...at least contribute to answering the question of whether it is an ice cream cone or a cupcake." Obviously a cupcake. C'mon, AG! There is nothing icecream-like about those subtle whorls of frosting, and how often do you top your cone with a cherry? Be honest...— November 2, 2009 12:13 a.m.
Robin Leach, You've Sunk So Low...
re: #8: Yeah, that thing looks like a slaughterhouse trough, and has a coffinlike shape.— November 2, 2009 12:07 a.m.
Robin Leach, You've Sunk So Low...
Why not a bathtub for peeing? It combines the best of a bidet and urinal--and I think they come in urinal white, too! :)— November 2, 2009 12:06 a.m.