Hey! Who taught the baby to headbut??
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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.
Drains snaked. No ring
I bet she finds it in the bottom of her purse or in a pocket.
Hey! Who taught the baby to headbut??
First bet, the other half of her genetic legacy.
I bet she finds it in the bottom of her purse or in a pocket.
That's my guess, too, Connie. She says she didn't hear it fall into the sink. These are cast iron sinks - she wuld have heard it. I bet if it's not there, it's in laundry or something else she was doing that day. Maybe I'll go up there and find it for her. I'm good at that.
I bet her husband pawned it to rent an apartment for his girlfriend.
My mother taught me to pray to St. Anthony when stuff was lost. Worth a shot I say. I hope she put it "somewhere safe" and in the flurry of holiday activity forgot.
Girlfriend, schmirlfriend. I'll bet he pawned to pay for law school.
I'm not sure it would cover law school. Maybe the books for law school.
Deena, insent.
Our thanksgiving was terrific- mom, Emily, Theodosia, food, wine, and mathy talk! Oh, and Scrabble.
'scopy-ma, Deena. Sometime (but not today) I'll tell the story of DH's 'scopy. Also, no-other-people buying your house before you get to see it vibes.
Thanks for the summing up. Sorry the ring wasn't found, but yeah, I'll bet it's under the bed or in the bottom of her purse. And also, sorry about the extra special hoops Aimee had to jump through getting the Thanksgiving dinner ready without water or drainage.
Yay! for neighbors inviting you to Thanksgiving Friday dinner, Ginger. I'm all for an extended holiday centered around food, you betcha.