The Buffistas consider Middle East turmoil in their own inimitable way in Natter
Allyson
I wish I could put a force field around Nilly and her family, and keep them safe.
then
You know, you'd think that by now Hallmark would make a "Thinking of you during the bombings" card.
Raq
At least an e-card, as mail service tends to be spotty during bombings.
Cass:
Junk food dating. Tasty and best in moderation.
ita:
Where did everyone go?
Allyson:
I'm here. Isn't that enough?
ita:
I couldn't find your footprints in the sand.
I was scared.
meara:
That's because when times got too rough for you, I sent internet hairpats and hired some guys I met online to carry you. They showed up, didn't they? Or were they the axe murderers? Shoot, I knew I should've googled a little harder...
Discussing the improntance of Ewan MacGregor's cock to film making:
amych :
all movies should be Ewan's Cock Movies
Aillean:
Not. Enough. Wrod.
Kathy A.:
I read this as "Not. Enough. Wood." which works as well, I guess!
Cass:
I am wavering on whether I can take out her recycling to the car in bright floral jammy pants unmatching printed top and ... dithering. I look like a six-year-old dressed me. In the dark. After losing a bet. Out of spite.
Hey baby, once you go Ent, you'll never repent...
The really remarkable thing is that it's completely unrelated to the "not enough wood" conversation a coupla posts upthread.
Hey baby, once you go Ent, you'll never repent...
The really remarkable thing is that it's completely unrelated to the "not enough wood" conversation a coupla posts upthread.
Am I weeping now because the hot sauce on my lunch is too hot, or because this is just. So. Wrong?
the hot sauce on my lunch is too hot
In the context of those two posts, this sounds awfully porny.