'Lineage'
[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.
(And my, I'm convinced that Paul is going to be very much like the Father of Reason when it comes to parenting.)
What, telling Princess TickyBox she was bought at the Second-Hand Children Store? That there are tribes of potato herders fighting off wily potato rustlers in Idaho? Raising her to be his revenge on the universe? Or just glowering at boys that try and talk to her?
What, telling Princess TickyBox she was bought at the Second-Hand Children Store? That there are tribes of potato herders fighting off wily potato rustlers in Idaho? Raising her to be his revenge on the universe? Or just glowering at boys that try and talk to her?
All of the above.
Heck, I'd love to have Jilli dress me, even just for a day.
DH is Mr. Grumpy most of the time. Ask bt or Lee - they have met him.
All of the above.
Well, good. That's how dads are supposed to be, right?
So, which is going to be worse for me? The upset tum from drinking a cup of coffee, or the caffeine-withdrawal headache if I don't have it? I can't decide.
That there are tribes of potato herders fighting off wily potato rustlers in Idaho?
I love this. There should be epic sagas of their struggles.
I love this. There should be epic sagas of their struggles.
There were. Complete with an arms race over potato mashers and spatulas. I really should ask my dad to write some of them down.
So, which is going to be worse for me? The upset tum from drinking a cup of coffee, or the caffeine-withdrawal headache if I don't have it? I can't decide.
The headache, probably.
::thwump::
Raquel, shame on them. Stick with us, and we'll show you the love.
BT! It's good to see you around. May the foot treatment work and the bad dreams leave you alone.
Jilli, I'm so glad to hear your friend is doing better. Now, you should feel better. Because I said so.
lexine, squee! K-bug is going to the prom!
The headache, probably.
That's what I'm suspecting. Pete has gone to the store to purchase digestive biscuts; I'll have some of those with the coffee.
(Biscuts. Why does that look wrong? Where oh where did my brain go?)
That there are tribes of potato herders fighting off wily potato rustlers in Idaho?
I love this. There should be epic sagas of their struggles.
When I was in college, some friends and I went into a fast food restaurant and castigated them for perpetuating the oppression of the poor, endangered poato. Yes, the typo is deliberate. Their sign out front was mis-spelled, and we were inspired to tell the tale of the innocent, peaceful poato-people who nonetheless lived in fear of being torn from their homeland to suffer a dreadful fate in the deep-friers of America.
The next day the sign advertised only fries.