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[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.
The assholes at the code enforcement office saw fit to leave a notice saying we need to cut our grass, as it's too high.
WTF? Right. Remind me to never, ever, ever buy a place with CC&Rs. Rearholes.
JZ, when I went on bedrest and lost weight (it's hard to eat when you're horizontal), I drank at least one, usually two Ensures a day in addition to my meals.
OMG, Launch is playing me Big Bad Voodoo Daddy's version of "I Wanna Be Just Like You". Is very hard not to dance in my chair.
Hi, Ailleann!
I need to ship some of this to JZ. Or else put it on the plane with Teppy when she flys out. Check out the nutritional information. 4 servings in a pint...bwhahahahahaha. Riiiiight.
JZ, definitely shoot for whole milk with dairy products. I'm in the process of giving them up for skim again and I miss the creamy richness.
WTF? Right. Remind me to never, ever, ever buy a place with CC&Rs
Heh. At least it's not as bad as the Daily Show's segment on a place in Florida with their crazy no-lawnfitti rules. To be fair, the lawn is raggedy but I just wish they wouldn't put out those notices in the middle of a two week rainy period and only give us five days to cut it. The damn yard's not going to be dry enough to mow if it doesn't quit raining for at least a whole day.
Holy shit. I think two bites of that ice cream would kill me ded.
Mmmmmmmm, Graeters....
Reading this, I'm thinking I should buy stock in Lactaid before I even think of getting pregnant.
Holy shit. I think two bites of that ice cream would kill me ded.
Nonsense! Graeter's is FOOD OF THE GODS.
OMG Graeters. There's a Graeters round the corner from my apartment, AIFG.
Ailleann, where do you live, if you don't mind me asking?
Since September, I've lived in Columbus, OH.
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Graeter's is FOOD OF THE GODS.
I didn't say it would kill me ded in some horrible way, just that it would kill me. In much the same way that looking God in the face would kill me, I imagine. There are some experiences too sublime for a weak and fallible mortal vessel to cope with.