Stymie said:

Yes I am She's the best!

Stymie said:

hokie!... He/she is a Tranny!

Steadwood said:

:spit;

ArielB said:

co-sign!

abierman said:

Don't feel TOO special, guys. She's met every fucking Orger!

FunkMistress said:

FunkMistress said:

Is that meant to be descriptive ...or just a turn of phrase

Stymie said:

whew that means I still have a chance

FunkMistress said:

I'm still pissed at Jersey for beating me at meeting you!

Steadwood said:

Both apply. We're all fucking fucks.

abierman said:

We actually have never met. This is all an elaborate Org hoax.

FunkMistress said:

does that mean I've just screwed myself?

Stymie said:

purplehippieonthe1 said:

Wow.. Thanks man!

Mushanga said:

You're welcome.

Muse2NOPharaoh said:

Oh, no. Now you hate me. Weren't you another orger that couldn't stand me the last time around? JEEZ! What is up with you brewing women? Try a heart on for size!

FunkMistress said:

Thank God for photoshop!

JustErin said:

Arrange a Canadian Invasion and I'm there.

Who would I bang?... You mean, with my car?

wildgoldenhoney said:

yeah lol

Flowerz said:

purplehippieonthe1 said:

Stymie said:

How about the beginning of August?

ArielB said:

For real?

I'm there. I was looking for something special to do for my birthday.

Your birthday's the first week of August, too?

we've already discussed this a little, but here's how it would work:

if it were the end of the world, and the only survivors left were fauxie, kirstie alley and myself, i would without hesitation bang fauxie before kirstie alley.

HOWEVER.

this would be after:

a) an obligatory and non-negotiable period of sex-free mourning, which could take at least a year (and you can't forget that i'd have access to all the liquor stores in the world, so i could really stretch the mourning process out);

b) a post-mourning trip to a Real Doll factory, where i'd scour the warehouses in search of a sufjan stevens lookalike model. Oh, keep your minds out of the gutter, it would be like that Lars movie. I'd get him pretty outfits and sit him at my kitchen table and we'd play UNO and listen to Tammy Wynette records together;

c) when I've banged Real-Sufjan to a rubbery nub, I would then head for Madame Tussaud's wax museum, powerdrill in hand, in search of suitable wax loving. At this point I'd probably be so demented I'd go a week with a wax Joan Rivers, or until her leg snapped off or something.

d) another year of mortified celibacy, which would occur upon reflection of my post-apocalyptic sex life.

After that point, I'd be all "hey, sure, time to figure out how to get to Thailand and bang Fauxie."

Of course, at this point Kirstie Alley would have caught wind of my existence and she would have surely kidnapped me in a burlap potato sack and trapped me in her own personal Thunderdome. I don't even want to speculate what would happen to me then.

So I'm just saying that in an end-of-the-world scenario, if it were just me and Fauxie and a deranged has-been actress, well...I'd hit that somewhere within a decade.

And I mean that in kind of a tender way.

Stymie said:

Yes it is. the 6th.

ArielB said:

Day before mine.

I have lollapalooza the first weekend but I am planning to be there in canada the next one. i am so glad I have a passport already!!!

Stymie said:

I'm going to be there for his birthday.

hokie said:

wait, how long are gonna be there?

I might get to meet you, too?

Stymie said:

I'd have to leave the 10th at the latest. I have orientation for my job on the 11th.