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.
[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.
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.
I got a call back from former HR. I will be getting my $63.49 back back in two weeks. (If it was over $100, they would cut a special check)
Since I'm trying to show them I'm a class act, I did not push them to do it right now and create ill will.
I am a leaf on the wi—er, um, maybe I shouldn't say that.
For the last hour I was outside working on my car's exhaust system in 20 F, with a 18 MPH wind blowing directly on me.
By the end of the hour, my fingers were verra cold inside the gloves, and my nose verra stiff.
Harvey the cat didn't much like it when I came in and tried to warm my hands on him.