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Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.

[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.

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Cashmere - Jun 15, 2006 4:37:41 pm PDT #109 of 10001

Now tagless for your comfort.

I made the mistake of leaving Owen alone while I went up and put Olivia in her crib for a nap this afternoon. In no less than five minutes, he'd taken off his clothes, stripped off his diaper and taken a shit on my floor.

He then fell asleep on the ottoman with his shitty little ass sticking up in the picture window.

SailAweigh - Jun 15, 2006 4:57:09 pm PDT #110 of 10001

Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Oh, Cash. What a mess. Time for a chastity diaper?

Ginger - Jun 15, 2006 5:13:20 pm PDT #111 of 10001

"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Two words, Cash: Duct tape.

Lee - Jun 15, 2006 5:14:08 pm PDT #112 of 10001

The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

What Ginger said.

Katerina Bee - Jun 15, 2006 5:22:33 pm PDT #113 of 10001

Herding cats for fun

Owen, you naughty boy. You've gone and given the neighbors a photo opportunity they really didn't want to see. Now you owe your Momma some good behavior in future, or she's gonna have to try that boxing gloves+duct tape idea that your evil Auntie Katie told her about.

Emily - Jun 15, 2006 5:23:44 pm PDT #114 of 10001

"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola

Er. Where do the boxing gloves go?

ETA: Oh! Right. Never mind.

t /Litella

Katerina Bee - Jun 15, 2006 5:31:03 pm PDT #115 of 10001

Herding cats for fun

(stage whisper) The big clumsy hands slows 'em down, see. Can't get their clever little fingers under the elastic of the waistband. Shhh. Don't tell him. Let's watch him figger it out.

Beverly - Jun 15, 2006 5:31:46 pm PDT #116 of 10001

Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Again I say, remember the cautionary tale taught by Laura's boys wrt duct tape. IJS.

Even so, Cash, you shoulda took a picture. It could be Owen's, "It was white and square, and looked like a tooth but wasn't, so I swallowed it" ammunition for you in future. Even for private family blackmail.

meara - Jun 15, 2006 5:38:05 pm PDT #117 of 10001

Given that Halloween is Come-As-You-Aren't night, I think the only logical costume for Jilli is: cheerleader. Oh, HELL yeah.

I had a wonderfully fun "Come As You Aren't" Party one time. That's when Cowgirl!Jesse came to town! And gay Joey, and straight Esti, and my ex and her new gf came as each other (which worked frighteningly well) and I went as butch (this was before the drag thing started)....ah, good times. And Nicky came as a baby pterodactyl born in a watermelon. Um, because.

Again I say, remember the cautionary tale taught by Laura's boys wrt duct tape. IJS.

See, I think I need to be told this story again...

DCJensen - Jun 15, 2006 5:40:39 pm PDT #118 of 10001

All is well that ends in pizza.

Headlines right now that Google personal is showing for The Minneapolis StarTribune:

Gates to relinquish daily duties

Hitler shrine won't open in Wisconsin

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