Everyone knows that his bight is worse than his B.Arch.Searching Google Image for "Love in Bondage" was neither helpful nor SFW.
The bottle is then riddled, so that the lees settles in the neck of the wine bottle... Manual riddling is still done for Prestige Cuvées in Champagne... mechanised riddling equipment (a gyropalette) is used instead. (Wikipedia)
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Love will not be earning his merit badge for Autoerotic Self-bondage
It was entirely predictable that Love would fail at the knot-tying part. After all, he has an architecture degree.
Everyone knows that his bight is worse than his B.Arch.
Searching Google Image for "Love in Bondage" was neither helpful nor SFW.
Everyone knows that his bight is worse than his B.Arch.Searching Google Image for "Love in Bondage" was neither helpful nor SFW.
I like that the lady who's comforting him has her headphones on.
ReplyDelete"Yeah, it's sad, you know, that... that didn't work. Hmm hmmm hmm. Cheer-up old thing. hmm hmm hmm. Technically ABBA were brilliant, you know."
I think she's listening to this, A.K.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KBU6gOpwF4o
ReplyDeleteSmutto is, of course, on the list.
Also, I have a M.Arch. It's worth $2.14. But when one has a Master's, one prefers shackles and belts. Tying is for noobs.
The Autoerotic Self-bondage handbook (heh, handbook) says that you should not even attempt to tie any knots until after you've donned the two wetsuits.
ReplyDeleteyeah, so now I will be listening to the Mekons all day.
ReplyDeleteProbably crack the Office Rum around lunchtime also.
See what you did, Mistah Clyde?
She's not even ATTEMPTING to help him tie his hands. Shows you how worthless Hope is.
ReplyDeleteHe should have used velcro and ditched the purple wings. I mean, really. Purple wings. Check out any personal ad or profile--- I dare you to find anyone who is looking for love with a pair of purple wings. It's beastly and not even nasty.
ReplyDeleteOn the other hand, portable featherbed.
ReplyDeleteOh crap, those are WINGS. I thought it was the back of an especially ornate loveseat.
ReplyDeleteIf they are wings, she's going to be listening to "Venus and Mars"
ReplyDeleteWings never did a song about bondage, AK.
ReplyDeleteThe Cure, maybe.
Oh crap, those are WINGS.
ReplyDeleteFestooned with thorns. This is not going to work with the water-bed (or so I hear from a friend).
I dare you to find anyone who is looking for love with a pair of purple wings.
ReplyDelete*hides salt shaker*
Who lets the gimp sleep on a bed, Smut?
ReplyDeleteI begin to suspect you don't know what you are talking about in this area.
This is generally true but has not stopped me yet.
ReplyDeleteAlso too I think we have used "Wings Whetted Down" as a title in the past, so no 'BOC lyrics' tag this time. We have standards.
ReplyDeleteWe have standards.
ReplyDeletewho knew?
I dare you to find anyone who is looking for love with a pair of purple wings.
ReplyDeleteOn the internet? I bet you get at least a half million hits.
I was wrong. You get 3.4 million hits just in images alone.
ReplyDeletewho knew?
ReplyDeleteThis kind of unhelpful comment is why I am going to head home from the pub, plug in the camera, and upload photographs from Duesseldorf of the worst offenses of Starchitecture.
the worst offenses of Starchitecture.
ReplyDeleteHah. If I was a Starchitect, that might bother me. But it would be cushioned by the bushels of money, and the security of knowing nobody will sue when the roof inevitably leaks.
I am going to head home from the pub, plug in the camera, and upload photographs
ReplyDeleteHilarity will ensue, without a doubt.
And radios.
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Radios? Do they appear?
ReplyDeleteOnly in 1963, as you well know, Smut Clyde.
ReplyDeleteSelf-bandage if you ask me, & I know you didn't.
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