'Shindig'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Damn, all the Gus smoochage, and none for me.
t Dives in. Way down deep in.
I am a fifty-year-old widowed dude with a grown, married son. At this point, it is all about having a good time. Do I care about sledgehammer-toting hubbies with vengeance foremost in their minds?
Only to the extent that I figure I can outrun them.
and then Jesus smiled at me and I’m telling you, those last seven pounds, the stubborn ones, they were totally gone! And I spoke unto the angry Roman mob and I said, behold these thighs! Jesus has made me feel better about me!
Bwah! Heck, I'd follow anyone who could just wish thunder thighs away.
I get no Gus loving?
*weeps*
I get no Gus loving?
*weeps*
I used to cry too, but eventually I got over it....
You know, having not one, but two Buffistas become reminded of their marriages by my recent waterbed woes makes think maybe this whole single thing isn't so bad after all.
I've got Gus smoochage and an iPod AIFG!
I used to cry too, but eventually I got over it....Well yeah, cause now I got tommyrot mocking...
*blows raspberries*
Pssst..Cassiepants!
t waves
Well yeah, cause now I got tommyrot mocking...
I wasn't mocking, I was... commiserating, or sharing the wisdom of my experience, or something....
Still more thunder and lightning!
I spent my afternoon with the Burrells. In Ikea, of all places.
No one died and I know have a carpet.