I can't even imagine taking an exam where by design it was inevitable I "fail" at some point, nevermind repeatedly. And I'm no where near a perfectionist.
'Why We Fight'
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.
And I'm no where near a perfectionist.
::gives Trudy the secret handshake of imperfection::
psst, David. I think you did that wrong.
psst, David. I think you did that wrong.
::docks Cass imperfection points for correcting me, but gives her double points for doing it publically which is, of course, the wrong thing to do::
::gooses Cass. Gooses Trudy for good measure. Waits for Hil's ass to wander around in a distracted fashion...::
what IS a distracted fashion for an ass?
which is, of course, the wrong thing to doSome things? You can pretty much count on me doing. The wrong thing is one of those things.
what IS a distracted fashion for an ass?
Wearing plaid on the left cheek and polka dots on the right. Very distracted fashion choice for a tush.
Some things? You can pretty much count on me doing. The wrong thing is one of those things.
::does the secret handshake of imperfection with Cass. Incorrectly::
::fumbles on the grip part and blushes::
::finds nearest Equus asinus to distract with a carrot::
You're not putting any carrots near my ass, lady!
...what?
Erin, brava! You're the bravest! Go Team You!