HAHA
 

A psychiatrist was conducting a group therapy session with four young mothers and their small children. "You all have obsessions," he observed. To the first somewhat-portly mother, he said, "You are obsessed with eating. You've even named your daughter Candy." He turned to the second Mom, wearing an expensive fur coat; "Your obsession is with money. Again, it manifests itself in your child's name, Mercedes." He turns to the third Mom, who was somewhat inebriated; "Your obsession is alcohol. This too manifests itself in your child's name, Brandy." At this point, the fourth mother, who was wearing a skin tight leather skirt, gets up, takes her little boy by the hand and whispers. "Come on, Dick, we're leaving."

Bwahahahahaaaa..... :lol:

Hmm. So Moomintroll's kid is named Dick.

Ouch... cheapshot...

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I'm surprised Garet even understood it.

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oh man thats great!!!!!!

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I was too busy staring at Moomie's av and drooling to read the joke about "Dick"...or was I? :dead:

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I dont think your the only one
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So if I was wearing Cats eye contacts, would you find me sexy o_0

Sadly for you my age makes it more plausible for her to return the favor to me than to you :P

Sadly, I don't think it'll happen anyways.... :|

ok........good for you see if I give a f*** :roll:

You never know...I could change my sexual orientation this instant if I wanted to, but I don't, sorry...

...I am not even honoring that with a witty remark.....

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...but you are already a cat, thus sexified, you don't need contacts
cat power! ;-)