Well talk about a cocksucker.
Not gonna say it. Not gonna say it.
Love makes you do the wacky.
Willow ,'Beneath You'
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.
SuziQ - Oct 02, 2006 7:39:55 pm PDT #5799 of 10000
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
billytea - Oct 02, 2006 7:40:39 pm PDT #5800 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Well talk about a cocksucker. I ran out of quilt squares.
The little ones loved the old dear, but still their parents had come to dread the weekly visit to Grandma's.
Lee - Oct 02, 2006 7:40:49 pm PDT #5801 of 10000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
ooh, ooh, can I?
Aims - Oct 02, 2006 7:41:27 pm PDT #5802 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Shut it, you.
Aims - Oct 02, 2006 7:42:21 pm PDT #5803 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Seriously. I ran out of quilt squares. I've got 5 rows done, I need 13. I've emailed the nice lady I bought them from and hope hope hope that she'ss sell me 50 more.
billytea - Oct 02, 2006 7:43:31 pm PDT #5804 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I've emailed the nice lady I bought them from and hope hope hope that she'ss sell me 50 more.
Did you title the email "Talk about a cocksucker"?
Aims - Oct 02, 2006 7:50:08 pm PDT #5805 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I did.
billytea - Oct 02, 2006 7:53:58 pm PDT #5806 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Did you spell it "c0cksukker"?
beth b - Oct 02, 2006 7:55:04 pm PDT #5807 of 10000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Too soon to worry, Gris. Don't tjhink I went through the "OMG" stage with Matt stage when I was dateing him. oddly, ( or not) I am more likey to go yay! when I see him now. Matt makes me want to do my best - or be my best. and that isn't an instant feeling.
Lee - Oct 02, 2006 8:04:40 pm PDT #5808 of 10000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Shut it, you.
SO.MEAN.