I didn't want to eat at all during labor, but I could've if I'd wanted to. I had some water, which was about all I wanted.
About 10 minutes after I got to my suite on the top floor of the hospital, they came in and filled the minibar with juice and water and soda, and left a tray with champagne on ice and a bottle of Johnnie Walker. About 3 minutes after that, they came in and asked if I wanted pork tenderloin with gravy or fettucine alfredo, and then left the meal I chose.
And about 5 minutes after that, they came in with a big package of Tylenol 3.
It was great.
billytea in smut is so nice and, yeah, there was swoon.
I'm quite sure he's in smit. He wouldn't even paint us a blurry water color about the smoochies. The smut was already in your brain. You got the bonus plan.
You gotta be impressed that there were smoochies the first time he met her in person!
(of course, that seems to be a Buffista thing).
And, billytea, WTF is up with your Parliament? Banning "mate" as a form of address? [link]
You gotta be impressed that there were smoochies the first time he met her in person!
How could she resist his approach? C'mon, we were all puckering up when we read that story.
You got the bonus plan.
Actually I committed wrongful conjugation. Smitten became smut. This is what the fundies are worried about, isn't it?
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I just registered for the GRE (in October) and for one of my pre-req classes (starts 8/29). EFFIN!MEEP!
The conjugation fundies, or the other, less Buffistaly fundies?
Smitten became smut.
Not an unreasonable progression.
The conjugation fundies, or the other, less Buffistaly fundies?
We have conjugation fundies? And here I thought it was all about the subjective tense and serial comma. Occasionally muffalattas...
I just registered for the GRE (in October) and for one of my pre-req classes (starts 8/29). EFFIN!MEEP!
That is SO COOL!!! Go, GC!!