It's loading slowly, billytea. I take it it is some sort of vicious, foaming at the mouth, marsupial?
I cannot sit idly by while you malign such a fascinating creature. The only thing I remember foaming at the mouth was you, as you vaulted a couch and two humans.
"I'm sure Ray will teach you his periscope trick."
Barbara (head of the opposing mob): "Come on, Joyce. We take Camilla down, and you get your freedom and Jeremy keeps his kneecaps."
Fear me!
I
might have
finally got the Replay to play with the cable box. If I am right, undead tv viewing can ensue.
Fear me!
t climbs over couch and two or three 'ffistas
There are many good B words. Binturong. Boa. Bilby. Balustrade. (It's fun to say, try it!) Oh, and Wallybee! (What? There's a B in it.)
Howabout Bow-chika-bow-wow?
No? Too classy?
Howabout Bow-chika-bow-wow?
I know it's your birthday and all, but I'm afraid I just don't swing that way.
Happy Birthday, Pete!
Which was just a birthday greeting, not an offer of anything too personally happy or anything. Damn that billytea for making stuff seem dirty.
Plei, I went to Washington yesterday, or maybe Sunday, just because I could. The signs telling me how close Seattle was were tempting... Very tempting.
Hee! We mentioned your closeness to us at dinner tonight!
Damn. I can't stop thinking of The Boy (tee em) as the Bumfriend. Which is sad.
Screw it. Imma gonna start calling him Nightwing in my mind.
Damn that billytea for making stuff seem dirty.
Bit of a porny pants himself, isn't he?