Same I think she's about 65 now. I heard she was going camel racing and is responsible for neutering and consuming the jewels. A delicacy there. Could be a Hannibal Lecter in the making. Probably best to keep your distance, although it would be a good interrogation technique. Hell, I'd talk not to eat them. Unless we had grits n fried maters with. Wonder what a falsetto camel sounds like. I doubt they come when she whistles. Probably rides a goat with Kyphosis, and they tell her it's her size. Cannot wait to gaze upon rocks, sand, hills, sand, rocks, funny sounding camels, sand, scrotes, rocks, reminds me of Florida, not. Happy B-Day Hannibal. Remember steak good, camel stringy, chicken good, human stringy. It is a solution for HR problems. I can imagine the attrition rate. Bon Appetite
Thanks, everyone! Wow, what a wonderful surprise to see this thread! My apologies for being so late in acknowledging y'all's kindness -- I've been on vacation for the past three weeks, including showing my Mom around the UAE, and just got back in the wee hours this morning, having finished up my sixth long, international flight in the past three weeks! Thanks so much for wishing me a happy birthday -- it actually was one of the best I've had in a long, long time! Cheers, Adrienne P.S. Note to Clay -- I see our mutual acquaintance told you of my trying the local delicacy at a bbq . . . have no fear, old man, I had a lovely bison ribeye, washed down with tons of Bordeaux, for my birthday! I must admit, I do prefer my meat not to be, well, spongy in texture.
Same Well, old kid, word is you were gobblin them like marshmallows and guzzlin vino like Julia Child. Make sure you use industrial strength Listerine, or just straight gasoline. Also, don't mention your munchin to suitors, tends to cause George Stanzaitis. Kinda hard being delicate about that delicacy. Just eat eyeballs, like normal folks.
Same Well, old kid, word is you were gobblin them like marshmallows and guzzlin vino like Julia Child. Make sure you use industrial strength Listerine, or just straight gasoline. Also, don't mention your munchin to suitors, tends to cause George Stanzaitis. Kinda hard being delicate about that delicacy. Just eat eyeballs, like normal folks.
Same Don't know what happened, musta flinched thinkin about it. Tis an experience I'll forgo. But if a paramour discussed her predilection, I know a pair she'd see no more. The End. Censor cops it just happened, must be all the new stuff I installed. This mosheen like Steven King's Christine.
