lol...I have no response to that...it's probably true!

I'm more afraid of drowning than heights.

And I had an ex tell me that bungee jumping felt like your skeleton is being ripped from the skin.
I'd still try it though. I'm not afraid *puffs out her chest*

-drops a brick on Estrella's chest- :ninja:

NOW DROP AND GIVE ME FIFTY PUSH-UPS! :illgetu:

I'd probably lie and give the wrong weight.
Either that or they'll miscalculate and make the bungee cord too long...

*boing* "Owie!"

*deflates*

I can't do fifty push-ups.
Can't I drop and give you fifty dollars instead?

What about "girl pushups" where you balance on your knees rather than have your legs straight out behind you

I probably couldn't even do fifty of those...

I doubt whether I can do 50 situps either...

How about 50 eyerolls? :roll:

This place needs more love

50 eye rolls I can do.
I can also do 50 raspberries.

I can do fifty men, in case you need that accomplished. :mrgreen:

Only if you don't mind syphilis...

Well I'm not THAT silly. :roll:
Jeannesha: will be screening each of them, aided by a pair of latex gloves, her cataracts, and a petri dish. :yes:

...I totally trust her judgment... :ninja:

Someone is desperate. lol Or a man slut. I think both.

Ok! *lines up the fifty men*

Facade: Sheesh....I leave for a day, and all hell breaks loose...

A desperate man slut!? :gonk:

Nah, I'm just bored. :cry: And lonely! The people Jeanne is trying to match me up with are... old. And boring. And their bank accounts are pretty low.

Of course their accounts are low.
I've already tapped them for what I need to live on.

Gotta get by somehow in this economy!

:gonk: YOU GREEDY OLD COOT!

I've got someone you should meet Facade...

Is it an ingrown toenail with a six-pack? :o

Well, yes, actually. His name is Fabio.

Not THE fab fabio?

Fabio Lanzoni~

Nope...doesn't ring a bell.