Aimee, I know! I have amended my talk to the kids to say "hey if you're lost in the woods it's OK to talk to strangers" That poor kid! How relieved his parents must be.
Spike's Bitches 24: I'm Very Seldom Naughty.
[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.
Poor little guy!
That explains that look of fear on his face in that picture where a bunch of rescuers are carrying him.
Parents tell their kids "don't talk to strangers", but that's all they say. I was walking home one day past two kids playing in a yard, and they stopped and stared at me. One walked a little closer and asked, "Are you a stranger?"
I said, "Yes, I am." They ran inside. Parents, tell your kids what a stranger is!
Poor little guy!
Okay, I look -- a bit casual. Jewelry would definitly help.
Have fun askye!
Are you wearing lipstick? Because that's instant dressed up, to me.
I've got on full make up, it's sublte though.
And little kitten heels, that no one will see once I put on my danicing shoes (if I can get them on).
I've resisted jewelry for awhile even though I love the pretties. 1) I don't get up early enough to put the stuff on for work and 2) it's some bizarre hold out from when I was a teenager. I'm 32. I'm too old to be ruled by weird body demons from 15 yrs ago.
Okay, I'm dressed, I like the way I look. If no one but Dad dances with me that's fine. Honestly.
All this angst you'd think I was going on a date.
I bet you look spiff, askye. Did you check your gmail?
You know what's weird? Reading the LJ of somebody that died in the last week.
Hec! Yes I did! and I've started a reply and then I accidentally closed the window.
When I get back home I'll send you something. Off I go!
OK, so I took a Flexeril a couple hours ago and it is Time For Bed. Sadly, it is still light out. Oh well.