I'm like a cleavagey puppy with lipstick.
This is the best description ever! Also, is it wrong that it kinda turns me on?
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I'm like a cleavagey puppy with lipstick.
This is the best description ever! Also, is it wrong that it kinda turns me on?
If it's the puppy part, yeah.
I just fall down. Sober. Over my own feet. I'm like a cleavagey puppy with lipstick.Really it is sad that I can totally identify with this.
Also, is it wrong that it kinda turns me on?A little, but it's not surprising or anything...
If it's the puppy part, yeah.
I think it's more the cleavage and the lipstick, with the cute idea of the puppy.
Or maybe I just pictured you in a collar.
The one thing you'll never see me in. I think I was strangled in a former life; I can't stand tight things around my neck. No turtlenecks, no chokers -- which is too bad, on the chokers, cause I love the look.
Chokers are quite sexy.
Mmm, chokers.
goes to happy place
So ... there's a police helicopter overhead. And someone needs to come out with their hands up. The police can see this person and they are surrounded.
WTF?
Goes without saying, but I just shut and locked all of my doors.
I don't think they are nearer than a half mile to me, and as the nice policeman is projecting, the police have surrounded the perp -- but that megaphone-y thing makes it sound like they are in my backyard.
My neighborhood seemed a lot safer before I was aware of this crime stuff.
I love the wide, multistrand Victorian-looking ones; I imagine Jilli has a few.
I love ornate jewelry.
Eeep! Scary, Cass! I used to live next door to a crack dealer; I felt like I was an extra on COPS.
Keep us posted.