That would be considered a red onion.......
Can we change the name of this thread to Ken\'s Insane Ramblings?
If a she-lady told me to get her some red onions, I\'d probably bring a mix of purple onions, white onions, and red tomatoes and tell her that they were out of the red onions.
Then there\'s those alone times in the car.
Music blasting, songs blaring.
I only sing when I\'m alone.
I only sing in one key. The off key!
So there I am belting the song top of my lungs,
sounds like a coyote in heat.
Windows open, I think I\'m alone.
Looking in the lane next to me is a car full of
young girls catching the whole show,
laughing at the jerk in the lane next to them.
Then I take a quick turn and...
Wish I was never born.
i feel the need to read .info
notice this thread and decide
i haven\'t checked it out
in a while
because it\'s, frankly, redick
ulous
ly stupid and annoying to read, but
i opened it and started to
read when it suddenly occured to me
(come on...say it with me)
i wish i\'d never been born
It\'s Sunday, Oct 4th.
The day is done.
I dare you all out there not to check out this read ick clueless thread again.
We are at 2,362 views.
If that keeps climbing, this means you are a dick tied to my brilliant mutterings.
Ha! Ha! Made you look!
Now get off this stupid thread!!!
You are this thread.
Pretty sure you journeyed from Weird Ken to Creepy Ken.
Then there\'s those times when you\'re talking to somebody then ...
a spit ball of saliva flies off your tongue and hits them in the face.
What do you do?
Pretend it didn\'t happen?
Say you\'re sorry and wipe it off?
Go on to another person?
Run out the door?
What would you do?
Too bad nobody is going to read this read ick clueless thing!
If I eat fried food my nose becomes a pimple farm.
I put this white pimple cream on my nose once, before bed.
In the morning I went out for breakfast.
On the way home I noticed in the mirror I hadn\'t washed off the pimple cream!
You guessed it!
...I wished I was never...
That drop of spit thing bothers me! It\'s happened on both ends, given and received. I guess you have to swallow more before spitting out what you have to say..The worst is when it hits your lip or worse, eye!
I spit some saliva into the eye of Matt Vallo once.
He said he started tripping soon afterwards.
Do you remember the first time you played with yourself?
I do! It was fun!
Once my mother\'s bridge club walked in on me.
They ruined the whole thing, I had to start all over.
A friend of mine in junior high told me about it.
Thought I\'d try it out for myself.
I got so good at it, I started a club in high school.
A bunch of us met in the library after school and went at it.
The one who finished first was the champ.
Our club went on to win the state solitaire championship!
Those were fun times!
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