Ah, Nifty, you never disappoint me...

[moonlettuce]

Only in Nifty could you find the following phrase:

"where he could taste his butt pleaser's pearl jam in all it's salty curdle."

I don't think I could seriously use that in a fic without cracking up too much.

John: Rodney, I want to taste your pearl jam.

Rodney: I only have strawberry. Will that do?

John: I need its salty curdle...

Rodney: O_O

Comments

[fledge.livejournal.com]

But the pearl jam just skipped past your brain? *G*

[moonlettuce.livejournal.com]

I think the salty curdle traumatised me too much to see anything else...