Oh Hil, I didn't see you were feeling ill. Are you okay?
ETA: Cass! Hi sweetie!
Jayne ,'Jaynestown'
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Oh Hil, I didn't see you were feeling ill. Are you okay?
ETA: Cass! Hi sweetie!
But Plei, mine will never do a corset proud the way yours and Vortex's (and other Bitches') do!
Hee! I'm sure they do your corset *quite* proud, and am waiting with bated breath for the pictures to prove it!
I think it is something that shall always live in the lurksome depths of my liquor cabinet. And, in my mind, it is the Plei liquor.
It's very sad that I'm almost out! I'll have to restock, now that I can drink it again.
Oh Hil, I didn't see you were feeling ill. Are you okay?
Yeah, just sore throat and coughing. I'm guessing maybe tonsilitis again. I'm going to the doctor tomorrow.
Whoa. Late now. Sleeping needed. Night all...
(Plei, pictures coming, yes. Hil, feel better soon.)
I pass the pencil test.
Yay for perky ¼A cups.
Hee, Gris. May your pencil live to write another day!
'nite Bitches. I'm sure to have interesting dreams tonight!
Hi Kristin.
It's very sad that I'm almost out! I'll have to restockOr come here. IJS.
I think perkiness is staging a rebellion. I am going to just look over and blink approvingly. With a nicely structured shirt on.
Not only do I fail the pencil test, it is occasionally useful to have a means of temporarily holding something small and relatively light. "Honey, hold the mini-maglite for a second?" "In which third hand? Oh, wait--that'll work. And if I stand sideways I can point it in the right direction."
I'm with Plei on the boob lift. In. a. heart. beat.