No, no questions really. Just trying not to have a panic attack right now.
'War Stories'
Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!
[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.
For god's sake, there must be something better to keep her spirits up than KENNY G!
I know! (Hey, I saw Farley today!)
Crap. I had other things to mention, and even a club to go to that would commiserate with ManRay's non-existence, but I went and got drunk. Sorry....
Also,
Wait, I forgot. Sorry, I got drunk, but I already mentioned that. 'I got drunk on "Polynesian" drinks' isn't a good alibi, is it?
Depends. Did they have little umbrellas or flamingos in them?
In my world, little umbrellas or flamingos are always a good alibi.
Did they have little umbrellas or flamingos in them?
No, but I will take you there and you will see what I mean. And now you can see, what with the smoking ban. It used to live under its own personal cloud of cigarette smoke, but for the nonce, it is clear.
However, if we want plastic animals and umbrellas, we will go to Mr. Whitekeys' Fly By Night Club in Anchorage, AK, and you will know the meaning of fear. Or amusement. I always get those two confused.
No, but I will take you there and you will see what I mean
And it will be soon. Yay!
No, but I will take you there and you will see what I mean
Le woot.
Hee. Juliana is drunk posting, in French.
Juliana is drunk posting, in French.
Mais oui. Je parle français quand je suis ivre.
Juliana is going to bed now. *mwah* We will talk about other travels tomorrow.
Mais oui. Je parle français quand je suis ivre.
Je suis le President de Burundi.
Je suis le President de Burundi.
Hee! I finally saw Eddie Izzard's "Dressed to Kill."