May 16, 2006
Where to eat tonight? I think I'll go down to the Pink Taco.
(Sorry. My inner child found this somewhat humorous.)
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*cough* One please.
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What? Were we not dining at the Y?
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It's inside the HARD ROCK Cafe. What's the problem?
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wot wot wot's in a name? rows by any other name grow many weeds and who's to blame?
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Should be the other way round.
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Shouldn't it be the other way around?
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OOOOH NOOOS#!!!!!!!!11111
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BWA HA HA HA!
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Obviously our minds are similarly in the gutter, sugarmilktea. But we are both gazing at the stars! (I can see Uranus)
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Ahh, and I see your milky way...
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You kids and yer euphemisms! How're we s'posed to keep track? Now, who'd like to dance the Gay Gordon with me?
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I see I'm nine comments too late for what would have been my very clever 'dining at the Y' remark...
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I had a fish taco once in Minneapolis. It was walleye. Pretty good. My wife didn't want to try it, but I bought it just because it was a fish taco.
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huh huh huh...’cause it’s the oral sex. Seriously though: oral sex.
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Pink Sugar Heart Attack
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Pink Hell
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Pink Shit
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Sounds like somebody might create a Pink Stink.
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Ha ha ha "more inside." I'll bet!
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Come down on the Pink Taco and taste our fresh fajitas!
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So, what's the best way to eat a Pink- *ow!* Allright, who threw that?!?
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“Where to eat tonight? I think I’ll go down to the pink Taco.” If this was written as a song by Lou Reed or maybe Tom Waits and/or tone-spoken by Ken Nordine, I think you’d really be on to something there. Maybe like the Robbie Robertson tune "Somewhere Down the Crazy River": 'Take a picture of this The fields are empty, abandoned '59 Chevy Laying in the back seat listening to Little Willie John Yea, that's when time stood still You know, I think I'm gonna go down to Madam X And eat a pink taco She said "That fajita stuff don't do nothing for me." '
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She said "There's one thing you've got to learn Is not to be afraid of it." I said "No, I like it, I like it, it's good." She said "You like it now But you'll learn to love it later."
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Wow. I can see the video, but I can't remember the song. *sigh*
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Pete! I threw that. Dammit, get your mind outta the gutter. And put your pants back on.