'Soul Purpose'
[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.
Cass -- his name was Paul Strobe. I can't remember the main character's name at all but I remember Paul Strobe. And that she had a bumper sticker that said "PS I Love You" which she put on her tri fold mirror (which she could tilt to look at the back of her hair) and her best friend (and everyone else) thought it just meant Palm Springs I Love You but she knew it really meant Paul Strobe I Love You....
...I probably read that book way more than I should have...
Did anyone else read PS I Love You?
Yes. I had it memorized at some point and yet had blocked out all memory until the recent discussions here.
Happy Birthday Sail!
Pets are silly.
Coffee me.
::brushes all the glitter off, digs out vacuum cleaner::
Thank you for all the birthday happies! It is definitely going to be a good one. Except for having to go over to the DMV to renew my driver's license. Looooong lines. I'll take a book.
but she knew it really meant Paul Strobe I Love You....Yes!!!!!
...I probably read that book way more than I should have...I think I read it once. That was obviously more than enough.
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You know the saying that you "wouldn't know x if it bit you on the ass"? It did. Please to solve for x while I go find the cortisone cream and pop a Benedryl.
I want to go to the fair. But I hab a code. But it's a nice day. And the fair ends on Monday.
Me=Sad.
And HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Sail. Which I meant to say earlier. Before I whined about being bit on the bum actually. But on my Maslow hierarchy, the Physiological steamrolled the Love/Belonging. Dumbass hierarchy. Your birthday is way more important than an itchy rump.
Hee, thank you, Cass! I like your hierarchy (it's all about meee!!)
happy birthday Sail
Poor Cass's bum.