This one [link] is less, and fortunately has colors other than the displayed fabric.
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.
Guys? I need a favor from you.
Shout at me: Get away from the crazy-making people. It does not matter if you are right or they are right. Get away from the crazy-making people, because they are making you cdrazy and crazy is bad.
IF it's not below 10 degrees when I fly out.
I never knew that until we had to fly Lucy out of Billings, Montana, when we moved from Wyoming back east. Very stressful. It was early April, and being below 10 degrees was not out of the question.
I have purchased exactly one Christmas present. Photo stamps for my dad. Trying not to panic.
BETSY! Step AWAY From the craxy people. You WILL NOT WIN, and you will go CRAXY, and we like you non-CRAXY.
Betsy, as Milan Kundera said, "If you meet a madman who says that he is a fish and that we are all fishes, do you take off your clothes to show him that you do not have fins?" Arguing with the crazy people does not make them sane. It makes you crazy. Save yourself. (It's okay to leave them to die.)
Morning, Lovelies!
Can't you just buy a sherpa, and carry him/her on?
I'm sure this must be a brand-name that I'm just not familiar with, but rather than googling it, I'm just giggling at the mental picture of juliana boarding a plane carrying a small Himalayan Maountain Guide piggy-back.
vw, I know nothing about the prices for such things, but I'd call over 200 transactions with 100% positive feedback promising at least.
I have purchased exactly one Christmas present. Photo stamps for my dad. Trying not to panic.
I spent until 3 in the morning last night shopping for my family. This morning, I spent two hours I should have been studying for my final finishing my family shopping. Everyone else? Well, they'll just have to wait.
This site? Really quite dangerous. Oooh, pretty...
For a wieght difference that small, I'd risk it - I can't imagine they'll weigh him at the airport. Of course, that plan does have its risks - you'd need to make sure you went to the airport with someone you trusted to handle the situation. (Oh, or have a hard-body cat carrier in the car, so that you can go get it if they freak on you.) But it's like the health cert they always want you to have, dated within 10 days or something stupid. They make sure you have it, but never once have they actually looked at the thing.
Betsy! You are right. They are both crazy and wrong. But, being crazy, they will never admit to their wrong-and-craziness. You should walk away from them (slowly, never turning your back to them), and play here with people who admire and respect your clearly brilliant non-crazy self!
The thing is, I don't know that they are crazy; I know that I become crazed when I am around them. Therefore, instead of trying to decide who is right, I should stop seeking out a situation that ends to becoming crazed.