I'm pretty sure Scrooge would cackle if he thought there was money in it.
'The Girl in Question'
Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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'll probably do my taxes tomorrow. I'm not looking forward to it, what with the interstate move and all that. Then again, I'm laid up with a nasty chest cold, so there's not much else I can do.
I suppose you have to file state taxes in two different states, Anne? Ugh. That doesn't sound like fun at all.
Google is an enabler, that's no surprise, is it?
It enables me to try and answer my inner five-year-old with the random questions.
For example: "Can I re-use a turkey pop-up timer?"
Daniel, BWAH!
Gah, taxes. I'm pretty sure I'll owe them money. Damn. That's not much incentive for getting them done, now is it?
Taxes done. Money returned to us.
Baby still cute. An assorted lot of pictures from the last few months...
So adorable! The clown college pics are priceless.
Oh, God. SO. CUTE.