Originally Posted by monet View Post
Originally Posted by redietz View Post
Originally Posted by monet View Post

It is a very happy day for both you and mcap.
Robert Redford and George Martin have killed at least two birds with one stone.
The It List: 'First Kill' is Netflix's new lesbian vampire series, George R.R. Martin and Robert Redford bring Tony Hillerman's Navajo Nation crime novels to AMC.
You win because we get more gay and lesbian shit shoved down our throats.
mcap wins because the Dirty Injun Redskins get to be in the spotlight as well.
Although, I would figure that Geronimo isn't too happy about his people being gay.
And on a side not jbjb and people who hate anything to do with God win because in this day and age Vampires trump all Religions.
They don't believe in God but the certainly love the Devil.
Back before the Trade Center fell, my friend John and I went to Manhattan and got tickets to the off Broadway "Vampire Lesbians of Sodom." When we showed up, the performance had been cancelled for the night, but the cast invited us to party. We thought better of it, hit some bars and drank too much, and wound up staggering into a place named "Boots and Saddles." In our inebriated state, we thought it was a country western bar. It was not. Looking back, we should have partied with the vampire lesbians of Sodom.
Whew!
I made it in time to edit my last sentence and turn the next to last "the" into they.
I hate typos and I make many.
Wait a second... Friend John or "FRIEND" John??

I used google.
Interesting... but I think they missed the "friend" definition.

noun
1. a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically exclusive of sexual or family relations.
"she's a friend of mine"

2. a member of the Religious Society of Friends; a Quaker.

verb
1.INFORMAL add (someone) to a list of contacts associated with a social networking website.
"I am friended by 29 people who I have not friended back"

2.ARCHAIC befriend (someone).
The friend was John Mucha. We had a handful of decent adventures. He was a dead ringer for a young Meatloaf, and passed for Meatloaf at a party thrown by a DJ at Penn State. We had one trip to the Keys where people kept mistaking us for drug dealers, but that is a story for another time. We did not belong in Boots and Saddles, but we had a few drinks while we were there.