So fucking sexy. Oy.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 32 Flavors and Then Some
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yeah, I, uh, actually had to quickly close the window before I began to question my sexuality.
Guh.
Clean! My apartment is clean!
The second shot may the "famed," but I like the first link better. Hubba. And I don't particularly care for the big beefy ones, but, hubba.
Go Tom!
Early Days of a Better Nation pointed me to Aslan Shrugged C.S. Lewis meets Ayne Rand fan fiction.
I am eating a pound asparagus with garlic.
It is good.
Sure it's good now, but you're going to have stinky pee later.
Megan, you are a sculptor right? Cause I don't believe just anyone could make rats that realistic.
Alas, I am not the decorator of that cake. It's pretty amazing, in a gross kind of way.