AdamSmith

I.e., you hire him to screw and he still makes you do all the work.

"We don't just want preachers with good taste -- we want preachers that taste good!"

Long as we don't have to give up French kissing. French fries were invented in Belgium, btw. We could give up Brussels sprouts.

Retaining that choice for yourself would seem the course of wisdom. But for that one, now... ...or, rather...

Was there ever any doubt you were the cutest?

Wow indeed. Must be something about living in a bottle...

"One" indeed. The ambiguity is exquisite. ...Remember the old junior-high faggy-dog joke as it were that went "Are you one?" "Well, are you one?" and so on and on.

Dang.

I used to think a sense of humor was the only thing that hitoall was lacking.

I can't find the context in which Franklin said it. Context in this forum is simply restatement with concision of one of the central points made by numerous Glenn Greenwalt/Guardian columns discussed here on current government trampling of civil liberties and law.

P.S. Hah! My writing something by hand is an unbreakable way to encrypt it. Including from myself.

LOL. Then there is the bit my father reported from his Army days: When the chow jerk would miss the plate and plop some food on the floor behind the counter, he would pick it up to re-plate it and say, "It fell on a piece of paper."

Verbal, oral, lingual, labial, guttural ... so many choices

But then their body hair will be in one's mouth sooner or later, so what's the difference?

Great!! Fiddling around fixing your own food is so much fun, and gets to be more so, the more you do it. When I first started trying to cook I was terrified. But then it turned out to be fun, as I said, even when something went completely wrong. I was just cooking for myself at first so who cares? Like Julia said, "If you're alone in the kitchen and you drop the lamb, you can always just pick it up. Who's going to know?" Then too I realized the biggest labor of feeding myself is really leaving the house to get something. Once you're out, might as well go to the grocery, where there will be a lot more choices of yummy-looking things than the same-old same-old at Burger Bin. Keep us updated!