'War Stories'
[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 just ate my leftovers (brick pressed chicken with mushrooms and pan fried gnocchi) and am so sad that the meal is finally done. I want to write to the chef and tell him he rocks and I will no longer need to cook at home.
They also had a cured meat platter (prociutto, capricola, salami, etc) with chunks of parmesano reggiano and bruscetta which was to die for yum.
My animal crackers and I will just sit over here quietly hating you.
Nora's making me dinner-hungry, and it's not 9 a.m., yet. It's royalty check day, so maybe I'll take my DH out for dinner.
I have a pile of work to do, and I don't want to do any of it. Also, a meeting this afternoon with one of the new boss-people that is going to put me in an awkward position, I think.
I think that I should take you to dinner at this place! I have no need to hog all the deliciousness!
So it was just me then? That may be the first time that's ever happened to me here.
Weird.
Nora, stop it! You are making my perfectly good breakfast feel inadequate and making me all hungry for food I don't have. (Though yay on a 'versary dinner so good it's still good next day!)
Please tell me I'm not the only one whose brain went to:
The word bulldozer wandered through his mind for a moment in search of something to connect with.
The bulldozer outside the kitchen window was quite a big one.
He stared at it.
"Yellow," he thought and stomped off back to his bedroom to get dressed.
Ha! perhaps that is where I got the "cheery yellow" bit.
I just had leftover pad thai for lunch, and while it was no pan-friend gnocchi, it's pretty damned good.
So it was just me then?
My brain didn't immediately go there, but it did immediately know what you were quoting. I tend to go there after any mention of tea or bathrobes.
Please tell me I'm not the only one whose brain went to:
No. That's exactly where my mind went too. Just the fact that Vortex described the construction equipment as being a cheery yellow made me smile wide.
But since they're building her place, I guess that makes V the anti-Dent.
I'm so confused right now because I rcv'd a bill from a law office stating that I owed $30 each for two parking violations from... 1996!! EIGHT YEARS AGO! By now there's no way I can find any proof of whether I paid them (or not). Is that even legal?
I have no idea if that is legal or not, but that sucks.