With that kind of power, it's only one random electrical surge away from switching modes from "loving hug" to "trash compactor".
To which I say, "No, thank you." Indeed, I'll stick to my reality where the world is dark, cold, soulless and absolutely indifferent to my emotional needs. Ignoring me like so much waste paper in the gutter of life. Forcing me into an existence of detached isolation. Spurned and forgotten.
@LindsayJoy's MBP is into S+M: Well surely there must be a way you can phrase it that will be clean and yet allow us all to get exactly what you mean... :)
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(I know. But just I couldnt help myself.)
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To which I say, "No, thank you." Indeed, I'll stick to my reality where the world is dark, cold, soulless and absolutely indifferent to my emotional needs. Ignoring me like so much waste paper in the gutter of life. Forcing me into an existence of detached isolation. Spurned and forgotten.
And alone.
Oh, so very, very alone.
* sniffles quietly *
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well said.. :)
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Thanks, DigitalEye01. I knew someone would care.
* bravely holds back a tear *
I need a hug.
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Because I want to say the naughtiest comment right now....
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* Everybody, chant with me now... *
SAY IT!
SAY IT!
SAY IT!
SAY IT!
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I am tabling a motion to allow Lindsay to utter her naughty, naughty comment. Do I have a second?
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SECOND!
SECOND!
SECOND!
SECOND!
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"Robot Programmed to Love Traps Woman in Lab, Humps Her Repeatedly"
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How ironic..
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