'Objects In Space'
[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.
Yay for good V-Day snogging, cuddling and what not!!
are just words that I never ever EVER need to hear from my male parent.
Oh,Teppy, I feel your pain. Since my dad's strokes, his sense of propriety is a bit off. He complained to me a few times about his scrotum hurting. Don't need to hear that, thankyewverymuch.
I hope they figure out what's the what with your dad soon and can make him all shiny.
I think that "Well done!" should be more properly directed at the boy....
See, I'm picturing Pete Rose now.
I think that "Well done!" should be more properly directed at the boy....
See, I'm picturing Pete Rose now.
::snorfle:: I wish! Mais, non. Pas de Pete Rose. Just ice cream and smoochies.
Well, ice cream and smoochies, while no Pete Rose, are pretty sweet.
Oh,Teppy, I feel your pain. Since my dad's strokes, his sense of propriety is a bit off. He complained to me a few times about his scrotum hurting.
I'm still squirming from the time the words "prostate exam" came out of my dad's mouth in my presence before I managed to cut him off.
House:
I thought the possible use of LSD (never admitted) and anti-depressant was very, um, interesting.
Andi observed that the self-testing of the anti-migrane drugs was a very Sherlock Holmesian thing to do.
Old school docs used to do that all the time. Of course, they ended up shadows of their former selves, too, but...
Ooo! Thailand! Although, crap, this means Fay will be leaving Cairo, and I *still* haven't gotten to visit.
Two things today made me think of Buffistas (aside from recapping Lillian the Brave vs. the Wipe of Doom story to all and sundry):
Talking to a guy who'd come from Afghanistan. He said they had 5 camels on base that they didn't know what to do with. The camels had been captured bringing rockets and other weapons across the mountains, and while they seemed to be appreciative of the American hospitality, and not fully ideologically aligned with al-Qaida, the Americans want to sell them. But no one wants to buy them, because no one wants to be caught with one in case the owner spots it.
Naturally I offered to take them off their hands, if they'd pay for shipping to Los Angeles.
The other thing, and I suspect I'm the only person in Greece who finds this funny: there's a new Cabinet Minister named Byron Polidari.
I love how all the Buffistas are trying to enable me in my camel-getting.
It's payback for all the video games people keep buying Joe.
I was thinking D) kill a man in Reno just to watch him die -- but money is deffinately better
Absolutely. Only kill the guy in Reno if there's good-sized contract out on him.
there's a new Cabinet Minister named Byron Polidari.
Hee! Well, someone in NC shares your amusement at least.