― Orbit (Orbit), Friday, 29 October 2004 13:36 (twenty-one years ago)
― Kenan, Friday, 29 October 2004 13:39 (twenty-one years ago)
― Orbit (Orbit), Friday, 29 October 2004 13:41 (twenty-one years ago)
― Kenan, Friday, 29 October 2004 13:42 (twenty-one years ago)
― the apex of nadirs (Rock Hardy), Friday, 29 October 2004 14:28 (twenty-one years ago)
― Orbit (Orbit), Friday, 29 October 2004 14:32 (twenty-one years ago)
― the apex of nadirs (Rock Hardy), Friday, 29 October 2004 14:33 (twenty-one years ago)
"WHAT DRESSING WOULD YOU LIKE ON YOUR SALAD?" the waiter inquired. "Blue cheese," I said. LaVey and Barton exchanged a look, then returned to their menus. Unknowingly, I had just failed the LaVey Salad-Dressing Test. According to The Satanic Witch, his guide for lovelorn sorceresses, "dominant, masculine archetypes [like LaVey] prefer sweet dressings, such as French, Russian, Thousand Island," because the smell resembles the odor of a woman's sexual organs. Blue cheese, on the other hand, is "reminiscent of a locker full of well-worn jockstraps." It is suitable, really, only for wimps and submissive females. LaVey ordered the twenty-two-ounce porterhouse steak, rare."
― andy, Friday, 29 October 2004 17:50 (twenty-one years ago)
― Michael White (Hereward), Friday, 29 October 2004 18:00 (twenty-one years ago)
i'll pass, thanks
― kephm, Saturday, 30 October 2004 01:28 (twenty-one years ago)
― Orbit (Orbit), Saturday, 30 October 2004 01:30 (twenty-one years ago)
― darragh.mac (darragh.mac), Saturday, 30 October 2004 01:37 (twenty-one years ago)