Teenage boys are sex maniacs

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1. Christian: Can you imagine Wicked porn?
Me: Er... yes. Can you?
Christian: Elphaba, Glinda, and Dr. Dillamond...
Me: Thank you. Thank you very much.
Christian: I'm sorry-- is it bad that I talk about sex so much?
Me: Nope. It's normal, healthy, and expected.

2. About five minutes later, Tommy came waltzing prancing into the kitchen.


"European or Gay?"

Definitely gay.  

Comments

  1. pengoFebruary 19, 2010 at 9:04 PM

    "European or Gay?" My favorite quiz on Remote Control.

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  2. L.G.February 19, 2010 at 9:07 PM

    European

    I get to say 'cause I lived there.

    Is that a new wall color - I love that color blue!

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  3. L.G.February 20, 2010 at 6:41 AM

    Come to think of it - I think I've commented on that blue color before...

    I just painted the boys' walls a similar blue and a real grassy green. The two colors do a lot to keep me sane when the weather plans to dump ANOTHER 8 inches of the white stuff tomorrow.

    I go in the boys' room to get a smack in the eye of spring.

    Naaa...European

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  4. JenFebruary 20, 2010 at 7:32 AM

    Hahaha, Tommy was actually aping someone in this photo. Rhymes with shard. Nope, not a new wall color-- I hadn't even noticed that the walls and ceiling showed up that blue in this pic! Trick of the light, but I say! I like it too!

    I told the kids after Tommy's little fun that they have foiled all my desires for a gay child. Le sigh.

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  5. JenFebruary 20, 2010 at 7:34 AM

    Did you say 8 inches of snow???

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  6. Mike LewinskiFebruary 20, 2010 at 9:21 AM

    Title says it all. My teen years were an endurance of horniness without relief.

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  7. L.G.February 20, 2010 at 12:07 PM

    Actually - the NWS just updated - could be 10 inches locally in a line from St. Joseph to the Emerald City...

    Can anyone say SNOW DAY! Yeah - that would be my kids you heard.

    S. got a second at the Science Olympiad last weekend in meteorology - chip off the genetic block, I say.

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  8. L.G.February 20, 2010 at 12:08 PM

    Shard?

    It'll come to me. Probably at 2 in the morning.

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  9. JenFebruary 20, 2010 at 12:11 PM

    Huh. The snow better get cleared before I drive to KC airport on Wednesday.

    shard in eye== metaphor?

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  10. L.G.February 20, 2010 at 1:15 PM

    Oh!

    Slow, ain't I?

    Hmmm.

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  11. UnknownFebruary 20, 2010 at 9:51 PM

    I hate to say... but if you read Wicked, there's already "Wicked" porn...

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