Jayne ,'The Train Job'
[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.
I said, "Yeah. I wore them for hours when I was in San Francisco." Then I thought about it. "Then again. I was drunk most of that time."
Hee! Yes, yes you were.
I take it this is another one of those liquers that tastes like licorice.
Anise-esque, yes. Much more herbal and less sweet than Jager.
Miracleman really *is* the best unemployed husband ever. Mopping floors. I'm impressed.
pays for MM to come up to SF and clean her apartment, stocks mucho booze in way of bribery
S'not juliana's fault that the board is ill. I made it through seeing her both Friday and Saturday and did not get the ick. Didn't even get a hangover.
So jealous of Aimee - a hubby who cleans. Boggle. Mine will do laundry, but that is about it.
Didn't even get a hangover.
??
Impressive.
Didn't even get a hangover.
Me neither!! I was just a little slower than usual.
juliana - MM says, "Ask her when she wants me." And then he wiggled his eyebrows.
Me thinks he does not mean the cleaning.
Best. Unemployed. Husband. Ever.
That has to be uncontested. My husband can cook. Will take care of the kids (albeit, he leaves them in jammies all day) and has been known to clean. But never, never all three in one day.
I suspect if he had any length of time off of work, he'd help out between watching UFC on television, eating bologna sandwiches and playing with the kids.
He truly is BUHE.
He is now making dinner.
While I make passes at my friends for him.
While I make passes at my friends for him.
:) I have a burly Canadian here who might have to look disapprovingly at you.
Tell the Burly Canadian that it's really me making the pass.
I'm just blaming it on Joe.
bats eyeashes prettily
I'm afraid I'm going to have to be agnostickal and say I think Fleuvog sounds like some German Natural Philosopher's name for "an dis-ease that afflicts the nasal passages and sinufes with an enflammation followed by an sloughing of the sheath, coupled with an imbalance of bodilly humours."
I know I'm supposed to be all sad that Joe lost his job... but it sure is fun in here.