Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
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Veggie Burger?
You?
Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha....
You been hitting da Rum Girl?
I never allow my dates to order veggie burgers. Certainly not after the infamous "methane meets candlelight" incident of '09.
I have, in fact, had veggie burgers a couple of times, Mr. Gee. They actually weren't bad. Not tonight, though; I went with fish instead. No rum, which was perhaps a bad idea.:)
Pugsley, I never allow my dates to take me anywhere that serves veggie burgers, so we're good to go. Lobster would work pretty well for me.;)
Excellent! I just happen to know of a classy place that serves the Red variety.
A boigah. Yeah, a cheez boigah.
Oh, yeah, I think I know that place you're talking about, Pugsley. I guess it'll do, as long as you're dumping the porn star and taking me to the prom afterwards.;)
I LOVE a good cheeseburger, Skunk. Good eating!:)
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