Happy Panisseday, MG!
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My dad just called to make a birthday date with me at Chez Penisse.
Go Dad!
I may not sell Pete's cards, just for "I kinda know him!" thrills.
Unless, of course, I can get a lot of money for them.
B-day is a month away, but at least he is planning ahead.
honestly, mgurl - I think it takes that long to prepare for a visit there.
Chez Penisse.
A really upscale strip bar with organic grain-fed studs?
This would be lunch in the cafe, not dinner downstairs. The downstairs section is only open in the evenings.
A really upscale strip bar with organic grain-fed studs?
See I was assuming it was a Cocktail bar. But that could just have been a pathetic phallacy.
*smacks forehead* Go me with the perverted typo. If only - that could be an intersting birthday experience - but not with my DAD.
Maidengurl, I like the cafe, anyway. The dinner is very much Hobson's choice: you eat whatever menu the chef felt like putting together that evening. If it's Calves Liver Night, you don't get to say "Uh... maybe some nice chicken breast?"
I'm a control freak. I wanna pick my own food.