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Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.
[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.
Oh, billytea, I am so sorry that this is such a painful thing. It's just so hard, even when it is right. My thoughts are with you both.
DCJ, ooof! I hope you don't feel so sore in the morning. Antiinflammatories and ~ma coming your way.
When *I* saw giant otters in the wild they didn't seem smelly at all.
In the wild they have more places to put their poo, so the rolling in the poo doesn't happen as much. Plus, the wild is usually pine-scented.
Ouch Daniel! Don't spare the ice.
They were swimmin' around in the wild, any alleged poo would have rinsed right off.
Hi Susan.
OMG, there is a woman who has otters like some crazy ladies have cats. I could be the crazy otter lady...
Ouch! Poor Daniel!
Hey Susan. How did the interview go?
OMG, there is a woman who has otters like some crazy ladies have cats. I could be the crazy otter lady...
I am now picturing you walking down the sidewalk, flanked by otters in black capes and sombreros.
I think I should lie down....
I have a job offer, only I need to call back tomorrow to make sure they're OK with the fact I'd be gone 12/21 - 1/4 because we already bought the plane tickets. I figure if they're not OK with that, they're probably not people I want to work with, even though the money is good. I should've brought it up when my possible boss called, only I kinda forgot because we got into a back-and-forth about the money. (The money WASN'T that good when she called, right before she left for the day, early. But then the business administrator called back a few hours later, offering like $7500 more, only she couldn't make the call over whether the holiday thing was OK.)
So, in suspense until tomorrow, and trying not to go all Anya and think of the things I'd do with the money until I have it.