'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.
If it's any (thin, translucent, barely-there) consolation at all, I get a painful number of those woolgathering monologue phone calls too, but mine usually end, several years into the call, with the caller saying, "So, what I need to know is if it's okay, if the doctor wouldn't mind, if I could possibly get your fax number." It's the cruellest possible punchline to the world's lamest shaggy dog joke.
Ha! Yes!
That's good. Well, I like getting my way, anyway. Although it only happens on Leap Year or something.
Yay? Hec.
That is sooooo San Francisco.
Quite. It should be a fun night.
"Pants on bear?"
Eeeeee! Ded of cute.
Hell, Kristin. Sorry about dumbass student. And much no-more-waiting~ma to Drew.
aggressively stupid
"I can't brain today. I have the dumb." I actually have said that at one point or another.
Yeah, I think this waiting will drive me slowly over the edge, and I've been dancing on that edge for years.
Yay? Hec.
A muted yay. Which I'll take. It's better than neutral, and things moved in the direction I preferred, even though it was a slight move.
"I can't brain today. I have the dumb."
Bwah!
Well, I like getting my way, anyway. Although it only happens on Leap Year or something.
Well, let's decide on something and have differing opinions and then I'll let your way, okay?
"Hey erika, I was thinking of ordering a book for you off Amazon. I thought maybe a history of grindcore, but maybe you'd rather have some true crime? What do you think?"
Yeah, I think this waiting will drive me slowly over the edge, and I've been dancing on that edge for years.
You may be mad, but your hair looks fantastic!
And really, that's the important thing.
And really, that's the important thing.
In David's Priority Land, yes. Britney really can't make the same claim.
Do we need to send this girl to Gothic Charm School? A little "Please, cocksucker" goes a long way, you know?
Well, she does occasionally remember to say Please. Still usually needs promting. Last night, she became enchanted with the concept of bad/not bad after Paul tried explaining the cats. We still don't think she really gets it, but she was listing many things that were Not Bad for several minutes.
PS, Jilli, she has, in fact, sung Kenya in her effing sleep.