Empress, I'll be spending most of the days at the Convention Center, but I'm keeping evenings free. Hopefully I'll get a chance to see you guys.
t sits back and enjoys the sight of SPP twirling around
Cass, the olives are behind closed doors this evening. Lord knows what they're doing, but they're not skinny-dipping in my martini glass. It's solely a Diet Coke night.
Huh...
So *that's* what they're doing. I've been cheated on!
It's Dita Von Teese, you can't really blame them... They're only olives after all. And you're married.
No blame from me. I'm just jealous.
It's Dita Von Teese, you can't really blame them... They're only olives after all. And you're married.
That's no excuse! So is she!
Okay, granted, Maria's hubby is much hotter than Dita's...
Plei! Um, it's a little late but congratulations on a year of the Princess Tickybox.
My hubby is kinda hot, isn't he? Hee.
That's no excuse! So is she!
True. But I think we've already extablished that the olives are at least a little bit slutty.
My hubby is kinda hot, isn't he?
Oh yeah.
Has anybody got the new Dita book, btw? I'm going to have to own that thing. JZ just wants it for the vintage corset porn. I want it for the porny porn.