Champagne in a can?
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.
Aw! vw's being punished for sure. He'll come around. He loves his mom.
I'm finishing writing a sex scene with Sleepy Hollow on TV in the background. I'm beginning to think my hero should look more like Johnny Depp. Either that or I should just write a sex scene about me and Johnny.
I'm also beginning to think I should succumb to the lure of the devil's food cupcake with buttercream frosting that's calling my name.
But not dry, no? Sweetish for a sparkler?
Are infomercials the new porn what with the inane and overly emoted dialog and eye-rolling situations and still with the sometimes watching cause of the new and cool trick? Because I am not okay with that.
My autoskipping of the commercial failed. And they were selling a drill that was pretty much just a drill and not the Second Coming so I don't know why they were SOOO THRILLED BY THE IDEA OF IT ALL.
I think Sofia's comparable to Freixenet in dryness.
Sofia's isn't half bad. I've got a case of it in the fridge.
Champagne in a can?
Step one: You open the can
Step two is not, however, putting your junk in that can.
Man, I found a badfic line I almost want to tag.
In cases like this it is possible for the seizures to disappear for a while, but then come back suddenly and almost put her into a comma.
Step two, put your....straw...in the can?