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Jayne ,'The Message'
Spike's Bitches 32: I think I'm sobering up.
[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.
Oh, Cass and Kittenish.
Please everything go well for you both.
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Punctuation and such, Cass. And Kittenish, too.
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{{Cass and Kittenish}} I hope everthing turns out okay.
Reason #47290301 I'm glad I didn't get on the jury. The defense attorny liked to use the term "cotton picking", as in "If I called your friend, the police officer, a cotton picking liar, would you be willing to consider the possibility that she was lying, or would you automatically believe her statements".
juliana was my sister and was raiding my mom's pot and telling me my hair was awful and then she fixed it for me.
Suh-wheet. That sounds awesome.
Kittenish, you be good, you hear me? Going to the vet wasn't all that bad in the end, as far as Old Kitty (Gracie? Not sure yet) is concerned this morning.
I once got out of jury service by telling the judge I couldn't be impartial because I had already made up my mind. heh.
You said, "Every woman has to have a trademark. Mine is this single curl in the middle of my forehead." and then you made the curl like John Travolta in Grease.
When she was good, she was very very good....
BWAH!
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