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There goes that secret
What's written on your forehead?
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There goes that secret
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'Don't bother listening to me' (I have a large forehead)
The amount of times I have said 'but I told you that the other day' recently, mainly to men so perhaps it's not me, just a female to male hearing quirk
That's not on your forehead, that's on your boobs.
Mine must say something to the affect of "bring me chocolate and I will grant your every wish".
Either that or "I really want to get fat, so bring me chocolate".
I swear, everywhere I turn these days ...
'Don't bother listening to me' (I have a large forehead
The amount of times I have said 'but I told you that the other day' recently, mainly to men so perhaps it's not me, just a female to male hearing quirk
That's not on your forehead, that's on your boobs.
Mine must say something to the affect of "bring me chocolate and I will grant your every wish".
Either that or "I really want to get fat, so bring me chocolate".
I swear, everywhere I turn these days ...
I want the chocolate! Then I wouldn't give a damn if they listened to me or not ~ I'd just be in chocolate heaven
Oh I'd be too chocolated up to remember the wish so they would bring more chocolate...
'Don't bother listening to me' (I have a large forehead
The amount of times I have said 'but I told you that the other day' recently, mainly to men so perhaps it's not me, just a female to male hearing quirk
That's not on your forehead, that's on your boobs.
Mine must say something to the affect of "bring me chocolate and I will grant your every wish".
Either that or "I really want to get fat, so bring me chocolate".
I swear, everywhere I turn these days ...
I want the chocolate! Then I wouldn't give a damn if they listened to me or not ~ I'd just be in chocolate heaven
Hey, same thing is happening to me too! Weird!
Maybe it says, I'm losing weight so fill me with sugar, STAT!
Here's what my roommate sees on my forehead: "Why, yes, I would love to chat with you at 7:00 in the morning when I'm trying to get out the door to work."
Let me see.
"Ignore me, specially when I'm talking to you." (specially when I really need to talk to you)
"Oh I just like to stand by the register because it's my daily hangout not because I want to pay for my items." (When I go to any store lately)
"Objects in mirror are geekier than they appear." (backwards so I can read it when I look in the mirror)
"Ignore me, specially when I'm talking to you." (specially when I really need to talk to you)
"Oh I just like to stand by the register because it's my daily hangout not because I want to pay for my items." (When I go to any store lately)
"Objects in mirror are geekier than they appear." (backwards so I can read it when I look in the mirror)
The END is NIGH!!!
Hey, Iguana_tonante, the other day I was sitting on the crapper, thinking about life, and I was wondering what...
(blathers on for twenty minutes, to stone silence)
OK, thanks for your help, later!
'Don't bother listening to me' (I have a large forehead
The amount of times I have said 'but I told you that the other day' recently, mainly to men so perhaps it's not me, just a female to male hearing quirk
K', we men have the attention span of a three-year-old. If you're not presenting food, drink, or (ahem) certain attentions or bodily appendages towards us when initiating conversation, it generally flows in one ear and out the other. It's not personal, it's a guy-thing.
OK, guys, tell me I'm wrong.
Oh, also, women have this wonderful gift called "total recall". But it works selectively. Mrs. SicOne can't remember what she had for breakfast yesterday, but remembers vividly when I screwed up and put nine quarts of oil in the car's crankcase back in '91.
"Make fun of Star Trek to me!"
The disadvantage of working with soooooo many amateur comedians.
Sometimes when they tempt me towards mayhem, I have to remember that to actually attempt to deliver the Vulcan Death Grip may cost me my job. But sometimes I think it would be worth it just to see the look on their faces.
The disadvantage of working with soooooo many amateur comedians.
Sometimes when they tempt me towards mayhem, I have to remember that to actually attempt to deliver the Vulcan Death Grip may cost me my job. But sometimes I think it would be worth it just to see the look on their faces.
'Don't bother listening to me' (I have a large forehead
The amount of times I have said 'but I told you that the other day' recently, mainly to men so perhaps it's not me, just a female to male hearing quirk
K', we men have the attention span of a three-year-old. If you're not presenting food, drink, or (ahem) certain attentions or bodily appendages towards us when initiating conversation, it generally flows in one ear and out the other. It's not personal, it's a guy-thing.
OK, guys, tell me I'm wrong.
Oh, also, women have this wonderful gift called "total recall". But it works selectively. Mrs. SicOne can't remember what she had for breakfast yesterday, but remembers vividly when I screwed up and put nine quarts of oil in the car's crankcase back in '91.
So a mans hearing is like... 'drone, drone, drone, dinner, drone, drone, drone, beer, drone, drone, sex'
I swear it to be true
"Nice guy" or "Good Friend". It makes sense because all other indications have been tending to say otherwise lately, and this forehead commentary is the only reason I can come up with for people still putting up with me.
'Don't bother listening to me' (I have a large forehead
The amount of times I have said 'but I told you that the other day' recently, mainly to men so perhaps it's not me, just a female to male hearing quirk
K', we men have the attention span of a three-year-old. If you're not presenting food, drink, or (ahem) certain attentions or bodily appendages towards us when initiating conversation, it generally flows in one ear and out the other. It's not personal, it's a guy-thing.
OK, guys, tell me I'm wrong.
Oh, also, women have this wonderful gift called "total recall". But it works selectively. Mrs. SicOne can't remember what she had for breakfast yesterday, but remembers vividly when I screwed up and put nine quarts of oil in the car's crankcase back in '91.
So a mans hearing is like... 'drone, drone, drone, dinner, drone, drone, drone, beer, drone, drone, sex'
I swear it to be true
There ya go.
