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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.


DavidS - Nov 25, 2005 3:37:01 pm PST #6651 of 10003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Emmett and I are back from one of the 30 or so contenders in his personal pantheon of Best Day of Ever. He had pumpkin muffins for breakfast. His mom dropped him off at our house and he watched a little Invader Zim. Then we took Muni down to the Metreon and saw Harry Potter again. Afterwards we ate at Mo's where he had a hot dog, fries and a chocolate shake. Played at the playground for a good long stretch. Stopped by Copeland sports and found the One True First Baseman's Mitt we've been looking for over the last three months. Used his Copeland's gift certficate to get it. Clutched his mitt to his chest much like the famous Life magazine picture of the little boy with his pair of shoes. Got off the train and stopped by a cafe where he got a Boylan Black Cherry soda. Met a 12 week old puppy named Rocky right before we got home, and now he's reading a baseball book.


SailAweigh - Nov 25, 2005 3:44:57 pm PST #6652 of 10003
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Hec, thanks for the Emmett report; they are always cheering, even when one doesn't really need to be cheered up.

Cass, may the snot-monster cold invader leave you quickly. One's been flirting with me and, even though I keep turning my back on him, he is persistent and keeps poking me in the side like an annoying 5th grader. I've been sucking on vitamin/throat lozenges hoping to scare him off, but like most pests he hasn't taken the hint.


Deena - Nov 25, 2005 3:58:38 pm PST #6653 of 10003
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

I'm with Emmett. That's a good day.

I read all the colonoscopy advice and got tired, so I went and took a nap. Then we had pizza for dinner because the leftover but not frozen turkey seems to have disappeared. Some of the frozen turkey will become turkey enchiladas tomorrow. Some of it will become turkey pizza later in the week.


DCJensen - Nov 25, 2005 4:09:44 pm PST #6654 of 10003
All is well that ends in pizza.

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.

Ask her if she's buried any bottles, lately.


DCJensen - Nov 25, 2005 4:13:12 pm PST #6655 of 10003
All is well that ends in pizza.

I have puggle concerns.

Ah, but is it a muggle puggle?


Laura - Nov 25, 2005 4:24:24 pm PST #6656 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.

Mmmm turkey enchiladas. That sounds like a good plan for Monday. I am off to Mom's tomorrow morning. I packed up all my leftovers in little boxes today to freeze. We'll enjoy them when we return.


SailAweigh - Nov 25, 2005 4:27:33 pm PST #6657 of 10003
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

I made myself a nummy turkey salad (with celery, red grapes and walnuts) sandwich, so far. Tomorrow, I may go for a turkey-artichoke heart pasta dish. We'll see.


DavidS - Nov 25, 2005 4:27:53 pm PST #6658 of 10003
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

I've just started putting some jazz vocals/standards up at Buffistarawk for folks that like that kind of thing. Check the inbox for Jazzy Fay posts.


Laura - Nov 25, 2005 4:35:05 pm PST #6659 of 10003
Our wings are not tired.

Buffistarawk? Tell me more please.


DCJensen - Nov 25, 2005 4:47:51 pm PST #6660 of 10003
All is well that ends in pizza.

"Hey man, isn't that Buffistarawk?"

"Yeah, man!"

"Well, turn it up, man!"