Posted on 04/02/2012 12:33:56 PM PDT by trailhkr1
Cops: Accused Prostitute Offered Undercover Officer Sex For Cheeseburgers Off McDonald's Dollar Menu
The woman, the detective reported, replied that the pair “could go have sexual intercourse if I bought her two double cheese burgers off the dollar menu at McDonald’s.” The cop added, “I agreed to the deal and purchased the hamburgers for $2.75.”
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Tom, Sally, and Kathleen liked it. Shannon has gone to scowl out the window at the rain.
I think Jake gave up and sought the largest pile of blankets - probably Elen’s bed.
Oh dear, I’m a fail for Der Kitteh Massterss.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFvdBPtObok&feature=related
“I can take your breath away”
Great, taken literally by my imagination I see someone gasping on the floor...
Nanite infection, a terrible thing.
Blurry screen. Thank you
At our house, they lie and say I never gave them the first one.
That could be my cat. An hour after I fed her last night, she appeared in the doorway of my bedroom, just sitting there and staring at me with laser eyes.
Apparently she could see the bottom of her dish and was displeased.
I learn *so much* from you!
Ours hate seeing the bottom of the bowl, too, but if you give it a shake so the level is even, then it’s fine for a while.
I like how they look into the bowl and then look back at you repeatedly as if you’re supposed to notice something horribly wrong with the bowl.
Shannon pats me on the shoulder, with a little claw, and emphatically says, “Nik nyark!”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k_2JpQNpSUA&feature=related
I heard this on the radio this morning and thought of you!
Thanks for posting that! Years ago I used to listen to Dallas Holmes and Praise. Similar techniques. Glorious version of The Gospel.
Tristan angles his whiskers downward and tries to look as pathetic as he can.
I have one of those clocks that make bird noises. My mother gave it to me years ago when her cats were going crazy trying to find the birds. I don’t have batteries in it because my Crookedtail cat zeroed in on it as the source of the sounds and knocked it off the wall looking for the bird. ... I sure do miss that old cat friend.
You’re welcome! I thought it was a beautiful song, and appropriate as LibreOuMort faces the anniversary of her husband’s death. Simply as a musical taste, I prefer a more forceful singing style, like Michael W. Smith’s or Martin Valverde’s.
I know the kind of clock you mean. I hadn’t thought about catz attacking!
We put up with so much from our feline overlords. I just took the baby upstairs for a diaper change and found a cat in the baby’s bed. “Don’t bother me,” she said - that is, “Nyerrrr” - while ostentatiously washing.
Day Three of the Great Paper Purge:
Having spent the last three hours with my fanny on the floor, and various piles marked (mentally) for Toss, Keep, Future Reference, and Personal, I am at last down to those piles that I forgot what the mark was.
However, the deed is nearly done. Except for the inevitable clean-up...toss out the bags, vacuum up the debris, and try to make things fit in the space allowed.
*sigh*
(I’m getting too old for this stuff!)
Congratulations on your efforts! Kathleen weighed 17 lbs. 1 oz. and is 26” in extent. Sally got a DPT booster and is in good health.
Pat has been playing ukulele for some of the Spanish church music this afternoon. Many of the songs have only 3 or 4 chords. Now he’s gone upstairs to listen to his Jake Shimabukuru CD and dream of his brilliant future.
Somewhere, a long time ago, I had a formula for figuring out how tall a person would be as an adult, if he were measured at two years of age. I did it for Hockeybug, and it was spot on! Shocking! How dare my son grow up to be taller than I? LOL!
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