Or he's an evil master mind known as The Chess Master bent on making us all his pawns.
He promised me that if I help, I get to be Bishop.
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Or he's an evil master mind known as The Chess Master bent on making us all his pawns.
He promised me that if I help, I get to be Bishop.
I am bad about opeinning the door - but if I have heebie jeebies - I don't answer the door. actually, as far as I am concerned if I am in my house, i don't talk have to talk to anybody. I giv e the phone a dirty look when it rings.
I have a peephole. However, I'm also on the third floor of a building without an elevator. Salesfolk/Evangelists/Loonies rarely make it up past the second floor.
Huh. Seedy-looking guy is now doing some work in the neighbor's yard--the other neighbor, not the one who's had contractors in all month.
He may or may not have something to say to me when I go out run my errands (which I am doing as soon as I finish this post), but I don't especially care.
as far as I am concerned if I am in my house, i don't talk have to talk to anybody
Me too. This gets me in trouble with my MiL, who thinks not answering the phone is very rude. What if she was bleeding to death and for some reason called me instead of 911?
It's ages since anyone knocked on my door who wasn't delivering food. But I do have a peephole, and a barking dog who will happily lunge towards anyone who stands on the porch (except our usual delivery guys, who all know his name and smell like yummy food).
Seedy-looking guy is now doing some work in the neighbor's yard
One of those guys going door to door in search of work. Laudable but still not an automatic door-opener.
Lab fireball 'may be black hole' >[link]hmmm.
. What if she was bleeding to death and for some reason called me instead of 911
hopefully , she'd leave a message.
that's my theory, anyway.
I like the way you think, beth.
I don't think I'm brave enough to tell her that, though.
I am not a slave to my phone and everyone who wishes to call my number.