Drusilla ,'Conversations with Dead People'
[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 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.
I think 3-5 is a perfectly good sample size for such things.
Nuh-uh! Humans are far more variable than that.
sumi, much healing vibes to your friend's mother.
I am such a twelve year old. I keep giggling any time someone mentions the Year of the Cock.
hee hee hee hee
Nuh-uh! Humans are far more variable than that.
You don't need all the variables to get the lay of the land of lay. (And really, that's 3-5 per gender, so no more than 10 total partners needed for research purposes.)
I was born in the Year of the Cock.
I think it was when I heard their story, that I begged God never to call me to the mission field.
My BF in the FAC told me we could never get married if God wasn't calling me to be a missionary in Russia. Not *just* a missionary, mind you; a missionary in Russia. Pretty damn specific, if you ask me.
sumi, I well know the joy of the waiting room. Many vibes to those that wait.
My BF in the FAC told me we could never get married if God wasn't calling me to be a missionary in Russia.
WTF?
I was born in the Year of the Cock.
You're supposed to wear red all year then. For good luck. supposedly. I did it all this past year (because it was year of the Monkey and I'm a monkey). My luck...well...the year had its ups and downs. Some very good/some very bad. And maybe I wasn't doing it right. Mostly I wore red nail polish.