Simul-post!

Was this 80s night?

She mistook you for Ogged? Was she Swedish, or at least reeking vaguely of chlorine?

Yeah baby, feel the tumor in my pants.

So was she worth faking cancer for? Only ogged can really tell us, but I hear that remission sex is unreal.

Cockblocked from thousands of miles away-- amazing!

This was 80s night, Becks. Woohooo!

Only ogged can really tell us, but I hear that remission sex is unreal

Are we talking about the same ogged? 'Cause I'm not sure what he would be basing that opinion on. (Maybe he met someone in the oncology ward who told him about it.)

Cockblocked from thousands of miles away

everything's being outsourced these days

I think, actually, that the sex ogged copped to having shortly before he went on the hiatus that he broke because of the cancer was the efficient cause of that cancer.

By what means?

It would be irrepsonsible to speculate since I'm not very familiar with the case.

I think that ship has sailed, actually.

It would be irresponsible to speculate about the means.

I think it was the final cause of the cancer as well.

That doesn't make any sense; the sex was a discrete event (or at most two) that happened prior to the cancer.

Other sexings may have been the final cause.

I know it doesn't make sense. It's like an Aristotelian koan.

Priority is said in many ways.

I am fond of a jug.

Related to a previous thread as well: a friend of mind has one of the best pick-up attempt stories ever. She was at a hospital visiting a sick friend and struck up a conversation with a guy who was in the waiting room. Finally, he said "Lady, I like talking to you, and I like you. I've got six squirrels in my freezer back home, and if you come over tonight, I'll make you a gumbo."

So is she going to vote for him?

stress can cause cancer
but ogged's hiatus is not cancer-related, hopefully
i thought kidney cancers when detected early and radical surgery is done, are cured like permanently
very low occurence rate or metastasis ircc

+re

I'd definitely go for squirrel gumbo.

But I'm no lady.

23: You're his wife?

19: I think she prefers for prospective suitors / presidential candidates to address her as "Ma'am."

18: Once upon a time, in a dive bar in some small town in the NC mountains, I shot pool with my buddy and his girlfriend.

This was one of those private clubs, so we'd been sponsored in by a guy named "Chainsaw" or something like that.

While we're playing, one of the locals struck up a conversation with my buddy's girlfriend. He took a shine to her and eventually gifted her with his favorite anal beads. Yes, he had a favorite set. He then explained that every time she, um, achieved her goal while wearing them, one of the knots would come untied.

We left shortly thereafter.

I think she prefers for prospective suitors / presidential candidates to address her as "Ma'am."

I'm in.

25: It's like Mardi Gras, but far, far creepier!

26: Right--so where do I pick up my Teo 2024 bumper sticker?

Right--so where do I pick up my Teo 2024 bumper sticker?

Your local dive bar, of course. They're next to the anal beads.

Anal beads are not the greatest marketing tool. You want to be in a location where you can capture eyeballs and not have your message obscured.

You don't seem to be aware of just what my message is, Ned.