MRI~ma to Tommy.
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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.
Gronk. Work was hell yesterday. I really don't want to go back today.
Daniel, that ribbon came from here. I have the first one on my car, and I own the second one, but don't quite dare put it on, given the tenor of my neighborhood.
Want to meet Fay, too!
Avast, Cass' snot-monster! Go 'way and leave her 'lone!
Sorry about the retail hell, sj. May things be a bit calmer today. It's pretty here--maybe folks will stay home, winterizing their window wells and plumbing and stuff.
And Tommy's having an MRI? Best results wished, Mr. Rot.
MY BITCHES!!!!!!! OH HOW I HAVE MISSED YOU!!!!!!!!!!!
Please, save me.
Oh, yeah. I'll be home later today.
I am even MORE thankful for you all after this weekend. I didin't think that was possible.
Pssst. Jilli. xmas present for Pete.
that ribbonsnerk
Sorry about the retail ick, sj. I hope things get less stressful today.
MRI~ma tommy. (which is fun to say out loud. sounds like a demented cat. sounds like *my* puppycat at least. mmmrrwma.)
I think I am spending today curled up with Jack Bauer again. Which couldn't sound less sex-ay today if I tried. Have dosed, have hopes of dozing.
VW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cass! How are you feeling? I think we've got sister colds.
Triplet colds?
I guess so!
I am so sorry to hear that.
Head is about five sizes too small. Coughing through last night has stopped or paused currently.
I've been sticking zinc up my nose for whatever that is worth. Also I had really forgotten how miserable a really bad cold is. Blech.
We should really send these sisters packing. Free loading dumb viruses.
Oof, look-a-like sisters is pretty much an evil giveaway. I mean, Olsen twins...