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1. Amanda Mae Meyncke on February 28th, 2009 at 12:50 pm

   I like my phone like I like my men, charged up and ready to be used in the mornings.

2. Mary Jeys on February 28th, 2009 at 12:53 pm

   Not to form, but I had a Math teacher who would occasionally substitute for English classes in which he would pronounce, “I like my essays like I like women’s skirts. Long enough to cover the subject, short enough to keep me interested.” I think his name was Mr. Graffa? Grappa? whichever- it was classic.

3. August on February 28th, 2009 at 1:14 pm

   Really, a bit of accidental honesty:

   I like my peanut butter like I like my women, low-fat and nutty.

4. Phil Bebbington on February 28th, 2009 at 1:50 pm

   I like my gin like I like my women, with a dry, long, lingering after taste.

5. Brandon Hobson on February 28th, 2009 at 1:52 pm

   Is there a Carlin joke here somewhere about how to piss off a feminist–something about giving blowjobs and then cooking a nice meal?

6. Wake_Up on February 28th, 2009 at 2:23 pm

   “I like my women like I like my coffee, in a plastic cup.”
   - Eddie Izzard

7. Struan on February 28th, 2009 at 7:15 pm

   I like my blogs like I like my women: sassy with a massive blue zoom border.

8. Mike Dresser on February 28th, 2009 at 8:18 pm

   I like my scotch like I like my women: aged a minimum of 18 years.

9. Dave Vogt on February 28th, 2009 at 10:00 pm

   There’s also the Izzard “coffee/covered in bees.”

   I like my milkshakes like I like my men: thick, rich, and in my mouth.

10. Sheila Ryan on February 28th, 2009 at 10:44 pm

    I like my honey dripper my coffee grinder my biscuit roller my salty dog my easy rider my hot tamale — no, wait — I like my men like I like my Nugrape: “I don’t know when to stop” — no, that’s all backwards — I like my Nugrape like I like my men — shoot, that don’t work . . .

    Okay. I like my spotted dick with a lashing of custard.

    I’m similitudinally challenged.

11. Dan Smalley on March 1st, 2009 at 4:15 am

    I like my coffee like I like my women, ground up and in the freezer.

12. karl on March 1st, 2009 at 8:08 am

    i like my men like i like my coffee… hot and brought to me.

13. Kelsey Parker on March 2nd, 2009 at 11:56 am

    I like my travel like I like my men — bookish, broad, and bawdy.

14. Laura T on March 2nd, 2009 at 2:14 pm

    “I like my men like I like my tea: green and weak.” Christopher Moore uses it in “A Dirty Job,” but he stole it from someone else. Whoever thought it up deserves all the kudos.

15. Andricon on March 2nd, 2009 at 3:43 pm

    I once heard, “I like my steak like I like my women; thick and raw.”

16. Sheila Ryan on March 2nd, 2009 at 4:17 pm

    Why, oh why, can’t I come up with something that is witty — with just a faintly vulgar bottom note?

17. Cindy Scroggins on March 2nd, 2009 at 4:23 pm

    I think the problem lies in the “faintly” part.

18. Cindy Scroggins on March 2nd, 2009 at 4:25 pm

    That’s my problem, anyway. But it’s gonna help me in that clusterflockstock contest with Lucy.

19. Phil Bebbington on March 2nd, 2009 at 4:28 pm

    I’ve never done well with faintly vulgar – you just got to wade in!

20. Sheila Ryan on March 2nd, 2009 at 4:28 pm

    Dang! That’s it! it’s that flat-out filthy bottom note I need. A dirty-sweet middle note. And an effervescent top note.

    Oh, fuck me running. How the flaming hell can I pull that off?

    Sheila said “pull that off”.

21. Sheila Ryan on March 2nd, 2009 at 4:30 pm

    Lucy is formidable, Cindy, as well you know. (And she is, after all . . . Irish.)

22. Sheila Ryan on March 2nd, 2009 at 4:31 pm

    Still . . . you’re from El Paso.

23. Cindy Scroggins on March 2nd, 2009 at 4:37 pm

    Exactly.

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