Well, I, too, believe there is no boy. He is only an image that my daughter implanted in my brain two years ago of a fairy penguin, so that I wouldn't question the dates she brought home.
Ooh, that's cunning. It would totally work!
River: You're not right, Early. You're not righteous. You've got issues. Early: No. Oh, yes, I could have that. You might have me figured out, then. Good job. I'm not 100%.
'Objects In Space'
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.
billytea - Apr 26, 2006 4:14:24 pm PDT #1525 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Cass - Apr 26, 2006 4:23:19 pm PDT #1526 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
No, honey. You don't have to vacuum. Let me send my houseboy Jimmy over there to do it for you. I'll tell him to bring bon bons, too.Now you tell me... I whined and then I got over myself and went and vacuumed. But Jimmy can still bring the bon bons. I feel peckish.
You're gonna rock.I'm with Cindy.
My new diapers came today. Mmm. Hemp fleece. So soft, so nice, so made with aplix (velcro) so as to better apply to squirmy bottoms for night use.My BiL suggested cloth and I think my sister nearly choked him on the spot. Then again, she has laundry that you can measure by tens of cubic feet. Still, only thing I have every liked about him.
Ooh, that's cunning.I want a cunning fairy penguin to sweep me off my feet...
billytea - Apr 26, 2006 4:29:16 pm PDT #1527 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I want a cunning fairy penguin to sweep me off my feet...
They're not that big. I think the best it could hope for would be getting you to trip over it.
Topic!Cindy - Apr 26, 2006 4:29:18 pm PDT #1528 of 10002
What is even happening?
My new diapers came today. Mmm. Hemp fleece. So soft, so nice, so made with aplix (velcro) so as to better apply to squirmy bottoms for night use.
Lilly's ass is grass?
Topic!Cindy - Apr 26, 2006 4:31:54 pm PDT #1529 of 10002
What is even happening?
*sigh* nobody gets me. I'm going to eat cookies and torture myself with a rewatch of last night's Veronica Mars.
billytea - Apr 26, 2006 4:34:43 pm PDT #1530 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Lilly's ass is grass?
Well now, Ple didn't say that Lily's new diapers came today...
P.M. Marc - Apr 26, 2006 4:36:44 pm PDT #1531 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Lilly's ass is grass?
Only at night!
But yes.
vw bug - Apr 26, 2006 4:37:39 pm PDT #1532 of 10002
Mostly lurking...
*sigh* nobody gets me. I'm going to eat cookies and torture myself with a rewatch of last night's Veronica Mars.
Nobody liked my fabric either. Enjoy your cookies and rewatch!
Trudy Booth - Apr 26, 2006 4:45:43 pm PDT #1533 of 10002
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
They're not that big. I think the best it could hope for would be getting you to trip over it.
This is Cass you're talking about. The tripping is almost a foregone conclusion.
Cass - Apr 26, 2006 4:53:09 pm PDT #1534 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I would protest but I just took a shower and tried to play Name that Bruise. And I lost.