Holy hell, I meant Rabelais.
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[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.
No Baudelaire?
Dude, that's graduate work.
Also Rabelais (see above, re: edited post).
Yay, Daniel!
And for something completely different ... My boss is at flea's Looniversity nailing down details for a two-year-at-least project. I feel so espionage-y. Like I should have her tell him, "Your folks must work so hard, you should give them a raise."
Baudelaire is all depressing and deathy. I don't want to make my kids into premature Goths.
Betsy, I edited. I didn't mean Baudelaire.
While I approve of Rabelais's sexual enthusiasm, I don't think he'll provide the same educational value that Anne is espousing. However, Rabelais educated children would have a highly sophisticated view about wiping their ass.
While I approve of Rabelais's sexual enthusiasm, I don't think he'll provide the same educational value that Anne is espousing.
Heh. Fair point.
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However, Rabelais educated children would have a highly sophisticated view about wiping their ass.
And the fastest-running ducks in the county.
I don't know who they are, except people talk about Rabelais when they mean "dirty." Stupid now. And, Tep, I don't know enough about the Bible to know if I have cites or not. Basically, I've read other people's books and taken in their opinion, I think. Which is all humbling and stuff, but better to admit and move on.(It could be he was speaking about third-century Miss Cleos.)