I also love that so often, people feel compelled to be honest, even though they blush and stammer and don't want to answer questions...
Or, as happened on Saturday, there will be (among many other digressions) a discussion as to the physical possiblities of being "knee-deep in pussy" (thank you, Kiss Kiss Bang Bang) and very vocal reminders that some things are just metaphors.
I would like to continue relating the tales of hilarity that ensues when one plays "I Never" whilst drinking Dom Perignon with Buffistae, but what happens in I Never stays in I Never.
Wait wait! I get it, that's a metaphor!
Thanks for the hippo birdies! It has made my day; the crud that's going around has taken up residence in my chest.
A happy belated birthday to -t!
Health~ma to Scrappy and Cindy, and the appropriate~ma to everyone else who needs it.
Closing~ma for Jessica and DH. It's nerve-wracking. I may have had a slight panic attack after I signed the 85th document of the day.
Edit (because it can never be said too many times): Happy birthday, sorella mia Kristin. May we have a stellar day.
And a very happy birthday to the Empress' little sister. February 12th is a good day to be born.
Happy birthday -t! ( birthdays last for a week in my world)
That last pic is awesome!
You're going to eat a dog-in-a-baby?
