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, askye! Great news. I hope the price doesn't shoot up.
Nora, I am so sorry about your acquaintance and especially the girlfriend he leaves behind. Such a terrible experience.
I had renter's insurance in the very first aparmtnet I lived in, but haven't since becaus ethat $100 a year was a lot of money for me for much of my adult life. I should look into it now that I have actual stuff. Right now we're covered by our landlord's homeowner's insurance, but I expect to move this summer.
(edited to fix formatting and to add: ChiKat, that's freaky. I hope it somehow turns ot to be all right.)
A grasshopper walks into a bar. The bartender says, "We have a drink named after you." Grasshopper looks confused and says, "You have a drink named Frank?"
Ba-dum-bump.
Hee!
It's even funnier if you know Frank.
Nora, I am so sorry about your acquaintance and especially the girlfriend he leaves behind. Such a terrible experience.
Oh, yes, I meant to say this. Nora, I'm sorry for the loss.
How are they? I always say when I get a car, I'll get Geico cause I love their commercials so much.
I've never needed to make a claim, but their prices aren't too horrible, I guess, and I can pay online. The biggest thing was that they didn't quibble about insuring someone without insurance history--lots of companies find it very suspicious if you tell them you haven't had a car in ten years--plus they were one of the few companies who would insure a car from 1979 without trying to do some sort of "So, it's a classic car then?" No, dude, it's a battered Mustang II that lives on life support and donor parts. Though a surprising number of people still look at that rusty, dented piece of loyal steel and say, "Wow. You drive a Mustang."
If I could truly afford it, I'd restore it up to specs. It's been a real trooper. I call it Steve, after Steve Austen. "We can rebuild him. We have the technology."
You don't have to provide receipts of the original things, I think, if it's just common stuff.
I wouldn’t keep the receipts on the everyday stuff. I would probably write up a list of what you own, approximate cost and take pictures of things that have sentimental or high value.
Congrats P-C! See, this science writing is starting to pay off. You might even have to beat off the hoards with a stick.
Congrats on your house askye!
{{{Nora}}}
These are specialty ice creams I've seen at places like Amy's. There's a little asterisk for "contains alcohol." I assume this means there is actual alcohol in them, or else there'd be no need to say so. Though maybe it is just flavor:
Don’t the little bottle of pure vanilla have this warning too?
I always say when I get a car, I'll get Geico cause I love their commercials so much.
That’s just…wrong. I can't exactly figure out how to say it right now, though. But, wrong. (I have Progressive for car insurance and State Farm for renter’s insurance.)
Progressive is one of the companies with a year cutoff for cars.
tommyrot, if you knew Frank, like I know Frank...
If I could truly afford it, I'd restore it up to specs. It's been a real trooper. I call it Steve, after Steve Austen. "We can rebuild him. We have the technology."
Y'all are pushing my silly button, this morning. Or maybe it's the combination of bleach plus tiredness. I had full care, feeding, packing-up and getting-to-school duties this morning, because Scott had to leave at 6:30. By 9:30, I had sorted 6 loads of laundry, folded one, put one in the washer, and one in the dryer, emptied and partially refilled the dishwasher, made all the beds, showered, set my hair (yes, set, because I haven't had my haircut yet, and that's the only way I can make it look half-assed decent), bleached my kitchen sink and counters, and considered dusting (just considered).
Now I am packing up Julia for a before school playdate. She now attends in the afternoon, and her friend called up to see if she could come play and have lunch over there, before school.
I want a nap.
We have Geico. It's real full name is Government Employee Insurance Company. Greg gets a discount. We've submitted two claims in two years. Last year and the year before, Greg got into fender benders where he was at fault. The insurance only went up with the second one, and with both of us insured, full coverage because we're still paying for the car, it's not that bad; not quite $700 a year, I think, though where you live has something to do with the rates too.
Timelies. Everyone's sick with some head bug. Despite being sick the babies are not being horrible. I think something's wrong with them.
Also, Polter, since you're a young, unmarried male, most insurance companies will think you've got dreams of being Dale Earnhart reborn and insure you accordingly. I'm not sure where the age cut-off is on that, 18 or 20, between when they figure you've learned you can die and start driving accordingly.
