Girlfalldown

You offering to lick Vinnie's elbow? -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

I mean your own head. My fiance's head smells really good and he claims mine does too but I can't smell it to see if it smells the same as his. It's very frustrating. I'm not sure if it's our shampoo or if he just naturally smells sweet. It's sort of like coconuts and flowers but it's different. I spun around the living room a few times trying to catch a whiff but it just won't work. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

You will never be able to smell your own head. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

this isn't the exact test. This one is kind of silly but funny. Test Mine is below Rowhouse 'Hood You scored 24 out of 40 on urban-rural and 24 out of 40 land intensity. People know you as: The Bohemian Gentrifier Quote: "That crack house just needed a little paint." Your score indicates that you are a city-dweller of the old-school. You like a dense, finely grained neighborhood with restaurants, churches and brothels all on the same block. Although you've never spoken to him personally, you know that guy Eddie down the street is a pimp and you're sure to tell your lame suburban friends about him at every opportunity, just to freak them out. The bad news is that as more and more people like you move into your neighborhood it gradually becomes less cool and more expensive. Enjoy things while you can, because in 5 years you're going to have to move to the next 'hood uptown. Examples of places you should live: Baltimore, Philadelphia -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

Funny you should say that. I did some test thing where you answer a bunch of questions about yourself and what you like and it spits out a list of places that would best fit you and Vegas came up as my number 1 choice. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

I'm not sure. Maybe buy a house and a motorhome, rent the house out while I travel all over the country with my sweetie in the motorhome looking for the perfect place to live. When we found it maybe sell the house we've been renting out and buy a place where I really want to live. Or invest it and move to somewhere like Costa Rica. Or just buy a house in Texas, become a rigger and jump my life away. Or invest most of the money in something else and do the motorhome thing for a while. Or move to Twin Falls. I duhhno. Someone give me 300K so I can find out what I'd do with it! -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

Can someone talk Donald Trump into getting into BASE? That would be so much better. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

But what if you really didn't want to work for the rest of your life? $300K isn't enough to live on forever. This really is hypothetical. 3 years ago 300k would get you 3 houses where i live now, today they get $1000/month. so, you would have 3000 a months to play with. but, now, those same houses go for 300K, and rent for 1500/month. so, invest now if you dont want to work for the rest of your life. hell, my old man makes 18K a month for sitting on his ass off of a 268k apartment house investment in 1974. so, dont travel, party, or spoil yourself now with you own money, invest and let someone else pay for all of that and more in the future. just my 2 cents. (which will be worth 5 cents next week) That's kind of what my grandmother did. My grandfather was a plumber and she didn't work and she got tired of not having her own money so she went to the bank and got a loan and started buying and selling houses. At one time she owned over 20. If it wasn't for my family sucking her dry she'd be a very rich woman and could relax in her 80s but instead she still does real estate. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

But what if you really didn't want to work for the rest of your life? $300K isn't enough to live on forever. This really is hypothetical. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

What if you had a learning disability? By that I mean what if you're too lazy to go back to school. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

You're evil. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

That sounds good now but what would you do in a few years when your money ran out? -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

I would pretend to punish him then send him a dozen chocolate covered cherries with a little I love you card. Oh and pie. He likes pie. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

If you had $300K, were completely debt free and had no possessions other than your rig and a few other personal things, what would you do? Say you were middle aged, sick of your job and had nothing really keeping you in the place you were now. Just a hypothetical question. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

Ahhh! That explains it! -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

Ehem... you forgot to answer the editing question. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

I never liked Big Bird and I always wished Snuffleupagus would come over and play with me. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

How did you edit without it saying edited? You have super powers! I can't tell you what EMA stands for. If you knew you'd try and take over our cookie hating club. I will not be overthrown! -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

Innocent misspelling? Freudian slip? Or accurate portrayal of the dirty hippie? It's correct. I meant sweaty. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

I already do sweatie. I already do. I'm saving all your drunk dials to play back to you when you get here. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

Ok but it's going to be the GDWFCMHEMAC. You're #2 -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

Balls of crunchy peanut butter and rice crispy madness dipped in chocolate, candy cane cookies, minty droplets of goey sugar and other evil treats are everywhere in my office. I say damn you cookie makers! Damn you sweet confectionists for tempting me with your evil holiday goodness. I have no self control. I hate you all. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

What a prude! -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

HA! Gotcha again! I don't wear panties. -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)

Does spewing up water all over myself from laughing at you count? -------------- (Do not, I repeat DO NOT, take my posts seriously.)