Yeah, she will be the one wearing her bra on the outside of her shirt. She will also have flabby abs. At least, that's my understanding of how it works.

LEX u ain't right,(LOL)we love ya anyways

I guess I need a hobby....

what wait this isn't

This is really more of an "agenda" or a "plot" --

Or maybe an "experiment" --

To see "how" many "words" I can "put" in "quotation marks" --

gawd Lex those other sites must really "suck"

s1ow, I tried this other one a couple months back, and they HAVE forums but it's a total CesSpool over there. It was less of a dating site than it was a battlefield. Imagine a huge war where all the combatants can only use one-syllable words.

Me have gun! Shoot! Bang!

OMG you better have some popcorn ready when you are on that sight!

regarding - otherhotsitesrus.com -

Toombs: If I owned this place and Hell, I'd rent this place out, and live in Hell.

Chronicles of Rid****

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and from Dark Star - John Carpenter...

Doolittle: Hello, Bomb? Are you with me?
Bomb #20: Of course.
Doolittle: Are you willing to entertain a few concepts?
Bomb #20: I am always receptive to suggestions.
Doolittle: Fine. Think about this then. How do you know you exist?
Bomb #20: Well, of course I exist.
Doolittle: But how do you know you exist?
Bomb #20: It is intuitively obvious.
Doolittle: Intuition is no proof. What concrete evidence do you have that you exist?
Bomb #20: Hmmmm... well... I think, therefore I am.
Doolittle: That's good. That's very good. But how do you know that anything else exists?
Bomb #20: My sensory apparatus reveals it to me. This is fun.
Doolittle: Now listen, here's the big question. How do you know the evidence your sensory apparatus reveals to you is correct?
Bomb #20: [silence]
Doolittle: What I'm getting at is this... The only experience that is directly avaiable to you is your sensory data, and this sensory data is merely a stream of electric impulses that stimulate your computing center.
Bomb #20: In other words, all that I know of the outside world, is relayed to me through my electrical connections.
Doolittle: Exactly.
Bomb #20: My... that would mean that I really don't know what the outside universe is like at all.
Doolittle: That's it!
Bomb #20: Intriguing... I wish i would have time to discuss this matter.
Doolittle: Why don't ya have more time?
Bomb #20: Because I must detonate in 75 seconds.
[later]
Bomb#20: In the beginning, there was darkness. And the darkness was without form, and void.
Boiler: What the hell is he talking about?
Bomb#20: And in addition to the darkness there was also me. And I moved upon the face of the darkness. And I saw that I was alone. Let there be light.
[explodes]

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and more Dark Star.....

Doolittle: Don't give me any of that intelligent life crap, just give me something I can blow up.

weird...very....weird slow!

hey lex congrats on the 5000th

it's not how many times ya do it just that you do it good

hotandspicy - Dark Star is a hilarious sci-fi cult classic - poking fun at the genre.

Lex was talking about his experience with the "lack of intelligent life" on the other sites he visited. that's the way it appeared to me also. so i took a few quotes from my "no intelligent life" stockpile....

sorry that it was so cryptic...

the one philosophy discussion with the bomb comes about because one of the "smart bombs" on the spaceship has a malfunction and thinks it is supposed to go off ... and the crew of the ship (Doolittle is captain) desperately try to reason with it to make it understand that it is malfunctioning (like in Wargames)....however, they only succeed into convincing the bomb that it is God...



sorry. the memory of me seeing this in the theatre....still cracks me up.

S1ow -- honestly, I have been shocked and appalled by the level of discourse on some of those other sites -- "crude" doesn't even begin to cover it....!!