Thank you! I wish I'd been able to get him tripping on his stick- which is why the next photo is him on his back with the stick.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[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.
I want one of those steel lunchboxes so bad right now. I've had a secret craving for a stylish metal lunch receptacle for years now. I would love it forever.
Imagine the stickers.
One and two
Heh. StY used to work at a medical supply house. He daily packed coolers for delivery that had those stickers for real. He did purloin a few of the stickers--those two particular ones, plus some others that warned of worse things, and some stating "perishable: human transplant organs" to put on his own cheap styro lunch cooler. Nobody messed.
Heather, your cute puppy killed me. I think your last link is bad, though.
Good puppy!
I can never show those pictures to Emmett.
He'd haunt you, huh?
He'd haunt you, huh?
The low dog wanting would reach screachy and incessant levels. There would be hours of pleading.
Figured. Not that I ever did that or anything.
Heather's pup is too cute.
Hec is soooooo mean.
Emmett, are you listening? I'm here to tell you that incessant whining works!
My groceries came. Can I go to bed now?