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Hells yeah! Come on over!
[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.
HEY! LOOK OVER HERE!
Hells yeah! Come on over!
Ellie is dead set on me holding her and doing nothing else. Apparently, even typing crosses the line.
Huh. Apparently having a baby IS just like having a cat. Except for, you know, the fact that teaching a cat to use the toilet is easier....
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That bay is awfully wide, isn't it, Sparky?
The water is wide, I cannot get o'er
Neither have I wings to fly
When are you thrifting, JZ? I think that might make me happy.
That bay is awfully wide, isn't it, Sparky?
and I'm short, so sometimes I'm kind of hard to see. I owe you email, Spidra...
{{vw}} If the sandwich is too much trouble I've gotten a decent meal or two eating peanut butter straight from the jar with a spoon. Protein, calories, and tasty. Nosh on an apple and the whole thing's relatively nutritious.
I have never been a successful thrifter. I love the idea of it, but I can never find anything.
That's why one must rely on experts. I can do smash and grab shopping well, but for an all out assault, I need Kat.
I think with thrifting, if I understand the secret, is to not be looking for anything specific, because you're just setting yourself up for a letdown. If you're just browsing, that's when you find the amazing ass-flattering gold sequin-ed pants for $2.
Or so I'm given to understand.