'Objects In Space'
[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 just want to thank people for their good thoughts for my friend's mother and to give an update.
There is good news and bad news. The good news is that the tumor was benign. The bad news is that she still hasn't awakened. The doctors are saying that she has had a stroke and they are running tests. I don't know what they can tell before she wakes up.
Save the $50 and come to the F2F, man!
t sheepish
It, uh... wasn't actually a fifty. It was a buck and two quarters.
t /sheepish
It, uh... wasn't actually a fifty. It was a buck and two quarters.
In that case, go get a burger and fries.
Mmmmm....fries....
I wish I could be at F2f, but there is No Way again.
And What Will You Say When You Stand Before The LORD On Judgement Day?
Why didn't I have more sex?
I'm Bitch enough now that I read that and was like "At once, Plei?" But now I know you were speaking cumulatively.
Yeah. Total numbers. I think 3-5 is a perfectly good sample size for such things. It's not like you have to be a total ho to get the schooling.
Sumi, I hope the bad news gets better soon.
It was a buck and two quarters.
I call that An Outfit. (funny in my head...hope it translates.)
My God if I had one would be more upset at how much I laughed at the missionaries getting themselves killed then anything else i've done, I think.
I wish I could be at F2f, but there is No Way again.
Yeah. Me too.
I never heard of that Passion and Purity book.
I have heard the story of Jim Elliot's life and death though, and Elisabeth Elliot's return to the mission field there. I think it was when I heard their story, that I begged God never to call me to the mission field.
Why didn't I have more sex?
This is an important question, which we should all meditate on.
And then celebrate the Year of the Cock. Or if you're cock-averse, you can substitute as necessary.