If they won't exchange the foundation for something shorter, I promise video of the trampoline mount.
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[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.
Color me hoping for shitty customer service policy...
My neighbors prolly think I'm nutty.
I've just spent about 45 minutes outside, in the backyard, dancing. To no music they hear. I have the iPod on.
But gosh, it was fun.
~ma to the bug's mom, and a huge yay for the scholastic superstar Nora!
Suzi, there are no words, but you have my everlasting sympathy and understanding.
Want pics of red-headed Cash now.
Erin, I sincerely hope that the mumps don't come a-knockin' at your door.
And I'm giggling at the mental picture of ChiKat sticking her landing on the brand-new bed.
Emmett is jonesing for Tombstone after having his Doc Holiday encounter...
Oh no, not Emmett too! My DH can recite the entire movie, and does frequently. I had his wedding ring engraved with "I'm your huckleberry," which got a bigger reaction out of him than the "I do's."
Aimee, the Bonaventure is next to your office? Right on!
::rubs eyes and stares::
Is that... MARIA?!?!?
Very funny.
t looks in mirror
Yep. It's me. Don't adjust your computer monitors.
Maria - it most certainly is. We'll do lunchies or something.
t dances around all happy-like to see Maria
Yep. It's me.Olive-induced posting or are we sober tonight?
(Just thinking about it, I kinda want a martini. Damn.)
I've never really liked Martinis. which is weird since I like vodka and I like olives.