Ewww. I will eat the untouched biit of things like crepes Suzette, though.
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.
Well, I stand corrected. Mostly.
My parents never did that. One of the stories my mother still tells about how disgusting our next door neighbors were when I was little was the time that, when the mothers came to pick up their children at the end of a birthday party, Mrs. T invited them in for cake and ice cream and handed each mother her child's mushed, melted ice cream plate.
I think Plei should have anything she wants. And While Princess TickyBox is a virtually perfect name? I just can't shake the urge to rub my hands together, put my persian cat in my lap, and in an Austin Powers supervillian voice say, "and I shall call her....Mini-Plei!"
New levels of Royal stupidity/bloody-mindedness:
Oh, you have got to be kidding me.
the fancy dress theme "colonial and native". Wasn't going to end well, period.
Very true.
the fancy dress theme "colonial and native"
Note to fancy-dress theme chooser: Screw you, you pompous imperialists.
I think you probably read more thoroughly than I do.
The sad thing? I have been Miss Skipandskim today. I try to avoid the skippage, but sometimes it just comes at me from behind, and whoops, I'm two hundred posts ahead. Shocking, I tell you.
I forgot to say, thanks P-C, for more sharing of the travelogue. I really enjoy reading those.
Thanks.
And I still love, love, love your tag. Wanna run off and have my wicked way with it.
He he. Only if you're good at math.
And then I feel guilty because P-C not only reads it all, but he reads it closely enough that he actually noticed when I changed my tag, which was really pretty cool, so I'm not complaining about that.
Don't feel guilty. I skim a lot recently, because I should be doing other things, but I pay attention to tags because it's my job.
Random thought:
Adult illiteracy baffles me.
Oh, I accept it, I just have integrated reading so far into who I am, that it just feels like thinking of living without one of my senses, or a limb.
Seagram's Wild Berry Pina Colada coolers? Taste like shampoo.