But also, peace~ma and raise~ma and dealing~ma to the others who need it, since it's not all about me.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 33: Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else
[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.
OMGWTF.
So we were trying to plan a holiday get-together this weekend, basically as an excuse to all get together and have a nice meal. (Something I thought we were finally old enough to do.)
Now my not!ex, who was going to host the shindig at his apartment, has thrown a hissy fit over the purchase and transport of the bird (which is the responsibility of another person) and isn't going to take responsibility for the turkey and stuffing.
So in addition to not having my friends' presents all completed or wrapped, I now have to do extra shopping, get extra ingredients, and probably spend all of Friday night and Saturday cooking by myself.
Please, help me restrain the urge to slaughter him.
Please, help me restrain the urge to slaughter him.
No. I think you should encourage that urge.
Just think: Slaughtered not!ex is good eating. No more turkey worries.
You may need extra stuffing, however.
You may need extra stuffing, however.
Nah, less. With his head in the cavity and all.
Kristin, I'm sorry about your friend.
Also, Aimee, the answer to your tag is "So Emeline doesn't fall off."
I just got through a two hour meeting that barely applied to me by playing FCM with my friends.
That's not bad, right?
Notes! I'm taking notes!
With his head in the cavity and all.
Yeah, his FAT HEAD is taking up all the room.
I had no idea until today that he was married to Raq.
I just lost the battle with my xmas tree... maybe after work...
I just lost the battle with my xmas tree... maybe after work...
Next time, go for the eyes.
Also, sometimes there's a weak spot on their underbelly where the bark armor has worn away...shoot an arrow in there and it's as good as dead.
Next time, go for the eyes.
Also, sometimes there's a weak spot on their underbelly where the bark armor has worn away...shoot an arrow in there and it's as good as dead.
Sometimes, if you say "Check-mate" they'll get confused and concede....