Kick. Your. Ass.Love. You. Too.
[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.
Kick. Your. Ass.Love. You. Too.
Gets. Pop. Corn.
Makes. Jel. Lo.
Ooh, catfight. Oiled up, perhaps?
Okay, some new pictures.
Meara and me (her eyes are closed yet she still looks cute. it's like some magic power)
Emmett pitching somewhere off in the next county. But you can see how snappy their Mets uniforms look. This picture is also notable for two things: (1) the picture is taken from right behind the spot where Emmett broke his nose last year; (2) See that guy in the other field beyond the field they're playing on? In the white shirt? Way out there? That's where one of the Mets hit a home run in the last game. Not just out of the field, but over a 15 foot fence and halfway into the next practice field. Whoa.
Baby belly! Also new haircut.
Another pink dress picture. Mostly so you can see how much work I put into getting her bangs just right.
t passes popcorn to d (who knows a chick fight when she sees one)
Want a beer?
O. pens. Beer.
wait... I'm part of the cat fight. Damn, no beer for me.
I love that haircut, Aimee. You look gorgeous.
Thanks, David. I didn't get my short bangs, but I couldn't imagine liking them more than this.
Go pull hair, Cass.
squeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Jacqueline! Look at your TUMMY!!!!