Ahhhh. There is a place in LA that has a bacon, peanut butter and swiss burger called the menage a trois.

I'm sorry, but peanut butter on a hamburger just sounds like ten kinds of wrong.

And as long as I'm sharing random opinions, I like Perkins' booby.

Burrell is saucy.

Well...

Actually, I think I'm just punchy.

Very little sleep last night.

Actual women? Or tawdry puppet women? You can be honest -- we're all friends here (and any number of us name our adult toys).

If they were tawdry puppet women, I wouldn't have a problem. Well. Not one that's anyone else's business, anyway.

Oh no, Missy, you're a saucy minx.

No one thinks I'm abused either, Cass. Unless they're hitting on me, and offering to defend me against my next attacker.

Which prompted no thought more than "If he gave me this black eye, just imagine what he'd do to you..."

Maybe most of the onlookers can sense that response brewing.

Still, it does bother me. Because I don't think knowing how to defend yourself ensures you won't be abused.

Yay! Burrell likes my Booby!

....ka-skip to the end.

(but I did see that link, ita. Thanks.)

We're back. We managed to go sledding without hurting Emmett. He did make me measure his bruise from the tree-root incident (3 inches long, 1 inch wide. I didn't tell him ita would be unimpressed with that size, as I didn't want him to think of her as a bruise size queen.)

So Tep's got a fuckbuddy, Spidra lost her job, Emeline's both cute and quite bemused looking.

What else did I miss? I'm 600 back in Natter, but I figure it's probably all GA whitefont.

Somebody should name their band that: GA Whitefont.

Somebody should name their band that: GA Whitefont.

Or T-shirts: "Got Whitefont?"