'Why We Fight'
[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.
he had me do a little sparring and he complimented me on my stance and keeping my hands up and knowing how to PIVOT!!!
Yes! You're my favourite student ever!
Well, except for this one guy, but that's different, and I'll happily throw him over for your trainer.
I think mine may be the finger monkey.
You just like fingers and monkeys.
I WANT A FINGER MONKEY!!
I want a finger monster.
Grr. Argh.
That's too cute. It can't be real.
It looks like it was genetically engineered to clean pipes.
My department's shiny new G5 is sitting shinily in its shiny box in the mail room, and I reeeeeeeeeeeally want it to be taken to the back room and set up so I can start playing.
bounce bounce bounce
I was also just fed a lot of yummy free pasta that was ordered for some meeting upstairs.
This is how Friday's should go.
Deena, much healing and learning ~ma for your niece. I would take that "no" as a good sign -- it's a personal statement. A friend of mine who was in a coma for 6 weeks, and who suffered some brain damage, cheered us all up with her first word: "shit!"
I just love saying finger monkey. Finger monkey. Finger monkey. FINGER MONKEY.
The one temper tantrum of Emmett's that I'm truly sorry I missed happened when he was around four; out of the blue, he started begging Hec for a finger monkey to keep as a pet. He begged and begged, pointing out how tiny it was and how it wouldn't hardly take up any space at all and he could keep it on his thumb and please, all he wanted was just a finger monkey! Apparently, it was just heartbreaking.
