So in Cincinnati, cabrit sans cor really does mean, "Don't eat the chili."
(I don't expect any of you to get that, but if you do, you are awesome.)
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So in Cincinnati, cabrit sans cor really does mean, "Don't eat the chili."
(I don't expect any of you to get that, but if you do, you are awesome.)
Congrats sj!
I want an over bosom corset. Darned me with the no found money thing.
whee, sj! I am sure that this will be a great thing for you.
w00t, sj!
I want a corset also. Darn me with the no life thing.
Man it gets quiet here after Mal goes to bed, with R gone. Oh, and sleeping habits pretty much what Bee said. I can't abide breathing someone else's breath (even during making out or sex, which has been An Issue in the past), but we always fall asleep touching.
And then wake up a couple hours later fighting to stay on the bed as the cat takes up the entire thing.
When the cat was lighter, we could each grab a big handful of blanket and roll to the outside of the bed, launching the cat into the air.
LOVE THIS. I'm sure this no surprise to anyone. Unfourtunately, I don't think it would contain the girls that well. Which for some, is a bonus.
See, I love this one: [link] But it's possible I just want her skin.
I wish I had a clue how a corset like that would look on someone my size. I hate not being able to try special things on. I keep picturing my fat popping out everywhere.
Steal her and skin her.
Worked for Jame Gumb.
Almost.
Ish.
I like that one, too.
I think it's pretty but thinking of me wearing one? Mind-blower, actually.