Puffer Marshfield has more promise.
Kaylee ,'Shindig'
Natter 33 1/3
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.
From the "life is wierd sometimes file:
My answering machine isn't very good for many reasons. Once 2 years ago there was a brief power outage on a Thursday. Ever since, whenever there is a message the playback always starts with "Thursday, 5:00pm, Power Outage" in a smooth baritone.
So, tonight I come home and the machine is flashing and doing it's annoying beeping thing to tell me there are messages. I start the playback, the power outage thing comes on and then there's someone saying "sorry, wrong number." But there's another message, so the machine says "Thursday, 5:00pm Power Outage" and the power went out. Total blackness.
Weird coincidence.
I am, I fear, Bruce Wayne Palmetto.
Ho Chi 59th is Satine in comparison.
JOHN Wayne Palmetto, and you'd have something to work with.
Sukoshi Kalalea. Not a chance.
ita, insent. Just because I thought you might like 'em and I'm too lazy to post them anywhere.
Is it the street you were born on, or the street where you first lived?
Well, I'm sure they're more guidelines than rules. If I bent them far enough, I could be Allegra Flower.
Moby Dick Oak Ridge. Too long.
My only pets were hermit crabs, which were named Kristy, Claudia, and Dawn. (Yes, I named them after the Babysitters Club. I was seven.) First street was Hudson.
Dick Oakridge is a good one, though.
Ho Chi 59th is Satine in comparison.
If only I'd been born at home like all my other sibs, I could have had a real porn last name! Alas!