It's my mother's fault, I swear, so it has nothing to do with me going out. When they got back from Canada on Tuesday, she was fighting one off.
See -- blame your mother AND CANADA.
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It's my mother's fault, I swear, so it has nothing to do with me going out. When they got back from Canada on Tuesday, she was fighting one off.
See -- blame your mother AND CANADA.
See -- blame your mother AND CANADA.
Hey! Special Delivery! Cold for JZ!
(no, no, thank me later)
Okay, I was inspired to go looking for potential tattoos. I think I have it narrowed down to [link] or [link]
The second one is less fluffy, which I like.
Jackass Tenants and Jackass Vendors are theese close to making me go postal with my letter opener today.
Don't mess up your nice letter opener on tenants and vendors, Aimee.
I think I like the fierceness of the second one, too, Deena. And one more [link]
When I went to look at a NY Times article [link] on finding a skull of a Homo erectus who had lived for several years after losing all his teeth, Google ads offered me an ad for a local dentist.
Poor Aimee. Always jackasses and never camels.
Huh huh. Ginger said "erectus".
Ooh, I like that third one.
Oh, I like the stylized, almost tribal...ness of that one, t.