We all know that Sean likes headcheese. We don't need an alien RFID for that.
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.
assberet
New favorite term.
I wish I could claim credit, but I got it from a blog. (Pandagon, I think.)
We all know that Sean likes headcheese. We don't need an alien RFID for that.
*We* don't.
The aliens do.
Pandagon
Why does this sound like an eight-sided panda? Or a black-and-white geometric shape?
Either that or it's a new set of dice for RPGs.
Seventy more posts people! Let's get a move on!
Skipping way ahead because this made me excited for April all over again.
I didn't hear the tire pop at first because I was listening to David Allen Coe's "You Never Even Called Me by My Name."
Heh. Possibly Juliana's favorite country song. It's up there.
Wheee! I even know alternate lyrics that are dirrrrrty.
Soon I'm off for the airport to go to Columbus- where several cutie pie cute kids are kept... I'm going to visit 2 of 'em, Sean and Erin. AND it was my sister's birthday yesterday. I miss my sister like WHOA. I'm psyched to see 'em all.
C-bus will be welcoming you with temps in the mid-40's and some honest-to-goodness sunshine!
I think it is supposed to rain tomorrow though. But as long as it's somewhat warm, I'm OK with it.
(plots trips to Cracker Barrell and Wendy's)
(yes, I know we have those here but I pretend we don't and my cholesterol thanks me)