Usually I try to leave the room myself, without telling them, but sometimes, they're clueless (or I'm a better faker than I think I am), and I have had to say it.
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.
I killed Bitches.
I killed Bitches.
Yeah, why'd you do that?
We thought you'd left the room on us, Cindy.
I thought I was supposed to leave the room.
I killed Bitches.
So long as you're sorry.
I didn't hear a sorry.
(Looks around for P-C)
Maybe if I change my tag. That usually brings him around.
Crossing my fingers that drying out brings back Deena's DVR.
{{{Deena}}} I know we're going to marvel at the outgoing, inquisitive, beautiful woman Kara's going to grow into. She'll have you to thank for not strangling her it. I hope tomorrow is better and the DVR recovers.
Also, thank you for the warning. I've ordered one of these. I'm not taking any chances.
We've had our dinner and I think another soak is in order for baboon ass boy (diaper rash issues).