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OMG! I was called hot and I get to be your first guest! Woo hoo! I could never kick your ass in, Bill! I don't really want a tv show, but what I want to do is go on various reality shows and tell people to, "Get over it!" There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Haha! No, I don't absolutely hate it, but I just prefer to open my own doors. I don't like it when men run up in front of me to open my door for me. So, yeah...I guess I would not be considered a real woman to this guy. My guess is that he wants someone just to sit there and look pretty. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

I've read this before, but it's always good for a laugh! I love it when people come out and pretend to be so "unique." One example of that: Way to go, buddy! You just said the same thing that millions of people have already! We're all shocked and stunned! Power tools??? He defines his manhood by talking about power tools??? Does he think that I should define my womanhood by talking about non-stick cookware? Well, if he wants to be defined by simple objects, then more power to him. Really? Interesting....If someone keeps their simple life based on power tools disorderly, how can he be expected to keep organization of anything larger? Finally! Something I agree with!!!! Man! At least when I feel low because I have no life, I can turn to him and see what he wants to define his life by to make myself feel better! So, is he basically saying that he has no balls, and he does what he thinks society wants him to do??? He doesn't like having to pretend to be civil (he probably wasn't any good at it anyways), and now he feels that his tiny mind had been brainwashed, and he's had enough! It's time for him to go out there and make a statement at what a "man" he is! Most real men I know don't feel the need to make such a statement, but whatever floats his boat I guess. Well, I'm sorry that he's a weak minded individual who does what he thinks will make him fit into society. He is definitely not a "man" for that fact alone. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Correction...I had problems! I will still continue to tease you. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

An even bigger pet peeve of mine, Remi was right! Oh, and thanks, btw!!! There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

What did you do to my dz.com? Things have gone downhill since he gave you magical greenie powers! My new pet peeve is that Remi went in and screwed things up for my viewing of dz.com!!! He did it! I just know it! Huh...I don't know what the problem is, actually. I went into my profile stuff, and it was/still is set to go to the new posts. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Currently, my dz.com pet peeve is that when I click on a thread, it no longer automatically takes me to the bottom to the new posts. Also, after I click on one thread in a forum, the other threads that I haven't read are no longer marked as unread. As far as the people here go, what they do or who they are aren't really pet peeves of mine. Sure, some are mean, annoying, talk too much, insane, etc, but that really is life. I'm okay with not liking what anyone else does....not liking doesn't mean it's a pet peeve, though. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

That's right! You better not try to mess with me! I'm in decent shape because I run a lot. I've been doing some of the weight training the BirdPeople recommended. If that isn't enough to fear me, well...I took my first martial arts class last night!!! (Do I owe beer for that? ) I took a Wing Chun class last night (which conveniently took place 1 mile away and 15 minutes after my belly dancing class ended.) I had some silly nerves, but I felt really comfortable with the class after meeting the instructor. Not only was he really funny, but he put everything that he taught into a real life perspective. So, I got partnered up with a guy who has been doing various martial arts for 5 years. I felt really awkward when it was my turn to be the attacker, but I rocked on the defense side of things (I credit that to my older brother and his friends who picked on me a bunch.) Some of it was just common sense, but I enjoyed being able to practice numerous times of what to do if someone tries to attack me. Now I am confident that I can get away and punch someone who grabs my wrist all without spilling my beer! I am trying out a few more classes, but I think it's safe to say that I will not take a class which teaches me "attacker" moves. Unless someone (a certain greenie which I will not name) tries to steal my beer, I don't see myself attacking anyone. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

I am more shocked it couldn't guess "coffin." There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

I think it about killed my stomach a few times, though... Cool. Thanks for the suggestion. I didn't like their burgers very much, but I'll try their other stuff. It can't get worse than Smart Dogs. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Hello! I stopped eating them because I would sometimes feel ill after having a burger or something. It would feel like 10 pounds of cement in my stomach. I decided that if something (other than alcohol) made me feel that sick, then there was something just not right about it. Ooh! Turkey dogs! Good call! There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

What'd ya do that for??? Congrats! I want to jump with the one and only craichead! I still have a small gift for you two! One day I won't be busy (my exam is Wednesday, then I'll have a life again after that.) There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Yes, this is very important stuff because I'm in it. Nice video! There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

I switched to Boca Burgers a few months ago, and I've been doing okay with just eating birds and fish. My usual cravings are for donuts, cookies, ice cream, and Buffalo fries, but a few days ago, I had a strong craving for a huge, fatty chili dog. Mmm...chili dog and beer....that's good stuff! Being the wonderful person that I am trying to save Abby's everywhere (a pet pig that would squeal at 4 am), I went for the "Smart Dog," a soy hot dog. It looked like a hot dog. It felt like a hot dog. The smell even resembled a hot dog. However, all the onions and cheese in the world can't cover up the fact that this was not a hot dog. It tasted so gross. What am I supposed to do when I get a ham craving? If they can't imitate hot dogs, how can anyone imitate ham? My guess is maybe it's just the brand. I've tried a few veggie burgers, and the only one I like is Boca. I just want a good fake hot dog!!! Help me!!! There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Maybe billvon can hold his seminar in one of the other bathrooms. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

I haven't read a single reply (I do this frequently...you all post way too much!) I have never done it, so I don't know if it would work, but I will share my idea on how to pull it off. First, you have to set it up. One of the two involved must pretend to feel queasy from the beginning. Don't be overdramatic, but asking for some water, putting your hand on your head should set the scene okay. Right before the act, pretend to dry heeve a time or two. It would be best if the queasy one is a girl with longer hair, that way when she runs to the bathroom to "vomit" the person that she's with can go to "hold her hair." I don't know if it would work, but you never know. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Yes, they "party." There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

You forgot to add, "With very few exceptions, relationships between a skydiver and another skydiver DON'T work out." Hence, that's why "As the Prop Turns" is such a common theme. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

I had a guy like that, and I warn you that this is very very silly. I went to Cedar Point with my best friend Erin when we were 15. We did what any 15 year old girls would do...we flirted with any guy that we came across. There was one group of guys that were particularly "cool" (to 15 year old girls, at least) that we hung out with, and we both picked which ones were "ours." So, we sat on the beach with two lucky guys and continued to flirt. She ended up making out with her guy, and all I did was flirt. I was naive at the time, and I had no idea he was interested in me, so I made myself somewhat "unkissable." I regretted doing so for awhile....kicking myself for not doing something so simple that could've been so much fun! That was a turning point in my life. From that point on, I never regretted not kissing a guy again. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Say something lighter like, oh, I don't know, maybe a SOUP CAN?!! No, not so much. I was thinking of using my ankle weights instead! I have fears of dropping soup cans. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Thank you very much for all the replies/input! I started my workout stuff yesterday, and I am so sore! I didn't know that I could get so out of shape in just 1 month! Anyways, I did some pushups, and I used light weights and did the whole raise my arms in front of me and to the side thing. I want to try billvon's method, but I would need something lighter and not a dumbbell. I guess the other ones worked fine, since I'm feeling sore in the same areas that I felt sore in after my first flights. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

That's really really cute! Maybe I'll do that for my nephews! I don't have to ask permission for that! Having nephews makes me realize that I am most certainly not ready for my own yet! Yeah! That's how I'm gonna think of it, too! Hehe! Love that pic, too! I agree! I did feel a certain bond after seeing someone's hula hoop photo... There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

But I want to join in on the fun! There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Something funny that I heard this past weekend. "It wasn't over because they weren't the ones to say that it was over!" There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning