I am craving chocolate pudding now. Which is tragic because I have nothing at all like it. Or even dessert. Waaaaaaant.
'Conviction (1)'
Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
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CASSIE NEEDS PUDDIN!!!!!
I am craving chocolate pudding now. Which is tragic because I have nothing at all like it. Or even dessert. Waaaaaaant.
I'd suggest you visit the corner store, but that's where the gun-totin' women hang out.
CASSIE NEEDS PUDDIN!!!!!
Where were you thinking of puddin her?
I'd suggest you visit the corner store, but that's where the gun-totin' women hang out.Also they closed half an hour ago. Which is the only thing keeping me from going there. I should likely give more weight to the gun-toting robbers but against chocolate? Well chocolate wins. We hope.
This reminds me, Bec is researching ways to check the sex of your baby (prior to birth) for a baby shower she's going to. One of them is that if you're craving chocolate, you're carrying a girl. (Apparently Bec's been carrying a girl for the last ten years.)
I'm 34 years pregnant? Huh.
I wonder if there's another store open. That I can go to in my jammie pants without being mocked.
Or shot!
This reminds me, Bec is researching ways to check the sex of your baby (prior to birth) for a baby shower she's going to. One of them is that if you're craving chocolate, you're carrying a girl.
Ways to check? How about an ultrasound? Or an amnio. The rest all strike me as a bit on the old wives' tip.
I craved chocolate like a fiend when I was carrying Isaac.
Or shot!
Or shot, and then mocked while you lie there bleeding. Because the snappy comeback is such an ask then.