Yes it does, Nora! A woo and a hoo for you!
Cordelia ,'You're Welcome'
Spike's Bitches 21 Gunn Salute
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Yay, Nora! Go Team Nora!
Deena, it sounds as if pie is really a necessity at this point. Feh on the red menace.
That's quite a day, Deena. Apple pie sounds good, unless it will be a big hassle.
Yay Nora. Advancement and remuneration. Coolio.
Boo for the party girl's hubby who so loved the ROTK reading. He just said he 'didn't think we had the crowd for execution' of the Day After parody.
Which, interestingly enough, is exactly what his WIFE said when it was his prezzie. Turned out great anyway.
Torn now.
Be a rebel and push people out of their comfort zones (which they loved last time) or wimp out and just take a card a some lame science jokes?
Hands?
Go for the parody.
Yay Nora!
sfmarty, that sounds so beautiful.
Get a couple of small action figures and chase them around the table with ice cubes. Burn the menus for warmth.
That's all I needed!
Miracle Man, you are my hero.
I'm takin' the copies and pushing the parody. If I hear crickets...so be the crickets. I can adapt.
But I shall not be spurned in my pursuit of fun, gorramit.
2005 = Beej's year for fun...dammit.
eta: Ginger just choked me with laughter.
That's IT. Even if the crowd won't go along, I'm chasing action figures around with ice cubes.
hahahahahahahHa!
vw! When do we get pictures of your new 'do?
When I feel like taking them, which I’m thinking isn’t going to be today. The color needs another day to tone down a bit, me thinks.
OK, well, I feel like something scraped off someone's shoe, mentally.
Nora, that’s awful and wrong. I’m so sorry! I don’t blame you for wanting to go home (which you’ve probably done by now).
Hey! Guess who just got a promotion and a 10% raise?
Yay! That’s fabulous! Congratulations!
{{{Deena}}} just ‘cause. I was actually thinking of making some apple crumble tonight. Then I remembered that my apple peeler/corer/slicer is on the fritz. So, make a pie and eat some for me, k?
Okay, you've convinced me. Apple pie it is; and if Greg questions me when I eat half of it, I will say I'm sharing with Cashmere and vw.
Beej, I wish I could see that. It sounds very funny.