My plans are AWESOME and my shenanigans are EVEN AWESOMER.
You are just so selfish. All your wife wants is a Rock Star. And she wants both her rockstar AND you. Take one for the team, wouldya?
'Underneath'
[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.
My plans are AWESOME and my shenanigans are EVEN AWESOMER.
You are just so selfish. All your wife wants is a Rock Star. And she wants both her rockstar AND you. Take one for the team, wouldya?
It took a moment but we're talking SPN, aren't we?
Yes, sir.
Take one for the team, wouldya?
Given that we're talking about two men living under one roof, I fear your phrase may be more literal than I care for.
"We few. We happy few. We band of buggered."
PSA for MFNlaw: Delsym. Stops the coughing impulse, and that's it. Lets you sleep, eat and such. No more spasms.
And also Pete? I can't believe that a strong, handsome, virile man such as yourself is worried by a little emo singer who wears make-up.
That is just so ...
Well, funny. But adorable also.
*smooch*
Okay, of all the ways to end my previously described day, the drive home was not one of the good ones.
Not only was there an SUV pulled over in the right hand lane two blocks from work, forcing people to OMG figure out how to merge, but then red light at the intersections a half mile down the road was out, so I spent the next 25 minutes stuck behind a truck with a licence plate holder that said "ass grass or gas. Nobody rides for free". Then I went to the supermarket to pick up dinner, and the SPN WWN, and the cashier really wanted to have a conversation that was half mocking the paper and half an earnest discussion of what Heaven would be like.
I am however home now, and I didn't shriek at anyone.
At least not so they could hear me.
sara, I'm going to try and get some tomorrow. I completely forgot to get it last night at the store. I didn't want to forget to buy DH a Valentine's Day card, and it pushed all other thoughts out of my head.
Empress, you are a brave, brave woman. I applaud you.
Aimee is such a glutton for punishment.
I am however home now, and I didn't shriek at anyone.
At least not so they could hear me.
That's what counts, sweetie.
Also? The Pedigree shelter commercial *is* going to break me any day now.
Pete loves me.
Plus? Several hundred miles away.
Plus plus? He loves me.
And also plus? He'll eviscerate me when he gets back in here. No doubt.