Howdy Bitches. I'm back in the theatre. Shoot me. Now. Please.
Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers
[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.
vw, how are you feeling after getting the IUD? (Whitefonted b/c -- well, I have no idea. It just seemed like something I should whitefont b/c it's personal. If you blackfont, I will, too.)
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(((vw)))
(((Windsparrow))y
Feel better, {{{{{vw}}}}.
Oh, dear, Andi -- that's a shock to run into even if you weren't close recently.
It's been over 15 years since I'd seen him last; and, if this is the same person, he didn't get to see the new millenium. Rotten for his family.
For me, it's a facing-one's-own-mortality kind of bummer.
Steph, I was actually just thinking about posting a question about that in my LJ. I'm still having pretty bad cramping, but it hasn't been even a week yet, so I'm figuring that's normal. I'm wishing it would stop, though. That mixed with the can't breathe is making life fairly miserable.
{{sj}} thanks.
Bang, Drew. I love playing with my big gun. It makes me feel all manly.
She's just a little girl!
My mind went to that icky place, too, ita.