In a complete change of topic, I saw this sign last night outside a place in Adams Morgan:
"Applesauce Wrestling" followed by something about being vegan.
[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.
In a complete change of topic, I saw this sign last night outside a place in Adams Morgan:
"Applesauce Wrestling" followed by something about being vegan.
t admires Perkins' & Sparky's asses
Miriam is a frumpy old librarian.
To me, Miriam is an earthy Jewish folk-singer with crazy hair and surprisingly sexy glasses. Well, CASG, I suppose.
I saw this sign last night outside a place in Adams Morgan
And you didn't go in?! Now our curiosity is unfulfilled.
t wiggles my ass for juliana
Ahem! Please put your librarian stereotypes away.
Miriam WAS a frumpy old librarian in my elementary school.
Modern librarians, though, are pierced, tatted, and super-cool people.
Are we admiring the asses while they are applesauce wrestling, cause if so I'm in.
Hi! Skipper McSkippy here.
Rose was my MIL's maiden name so I'll just pretend to be related to Cashmere somehow.
Perkins, I sent you snail mail today. I even put a lawyer joke in there.
Miriam WAS a frumpy old librarian in my elementary school.
These things stay with you. Lauri was the head cheerleader at my HS, and a complete air head. I have always insisted on being called Laura because of this history.
For a little bit Leif was wanting to be called "Nick". I just keep thinking...
Nick's the kinda guy you can trust. Nick's your buddy. Nick's the kinda guy you drink beers with. The kinda guy that doesn't care if you puke in his car. Nick
admires Perkins' tats
admires Sparky's navel ring right back.
Thanks, Laura.
I think your jacket is there and the people who should be checking it in and making a note of it to your account are out wearing it somewhere.This same theory explains why my Vicodin was not at the pharmacy last night.
And can I just say that I can't type that word or say it without feeling like I have to explain big bad back injury and massive pain and my four-day supply lasted two weeks so I am not really really really not becoming a junkie. Wow, rants really screw with my ability adequately punctuate. Or, to punctuate at all apparently.