I thought I was supposed to leave the room.
'Time Bomb'
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.
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).
Also, I know doctors can project out fairly accurately by measuring the thigh bone and other factors.
I ended up 2-4 inches shorter than any of the predictions. (My doctors were worried about my height when I was a kid, so they did a bunch of those tests, which all put my adult height at somewhere between 5' and 5'2".)
baboon ass boy
For a second there, I thought you mean Christopher....
For a second there, I thought you mean Christopher...
You're lucky he's out of town and wasn't here to see me spit diet coke all over the computer.
{{{Deena}}}
May Tucker find his way to warm fields full of good hunting.