Spike ,'Same Time, Same Place'
[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.
OK, this is friggin' ridiculous. WTF, MARCH?!?!?!?
Amy, I'm so sorry about your bank account and about your mom's pain meds.
Eep! To little Noah and Grace and their worried mommies.
FUCK! To Theo losing her job.
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Thank goodness SA got some good news. Congrats, sweetie. That's just wonderful.
Okay 1)
If I need to whomp an intruder, I damn well don't want to have to roll my agility for it.
The instant I get home, you will have to do The Snork. There is no question about it: You are officially a Big Damn Dork.
2)
We need a gun.
You wouldn't let me buy a shotgun years ago. NOW you want to get all "shoot 'em all and let CSI sort 'em out"?
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Okay.
(I kid. I know the first thing Emeline would do would be to shoot the dog. And then she'd get That Look in her eye...)
I got the news I'm developing cataracts ... but the doctor says that it might be all right. sigh.
Man, more sucky news.
I'm sorry to hear that Toddson -- I hope it will be alright.
And then she'd get That Look in her eye...
"You've got that look, that look, that leaves me weak . . ." t stops channelling Marlene Dietrich
I got new glasses to cut the UV damage (and they're really nice) so that should help. He said it wouldn't be a problem if I weren't so extremely nearsighted, so I'm hoping for the best. Getting older sucks.
Damn, Toddson. I'm sorry.
eh, could be worse. But thanks for the sympathy.
Oh Toddson, I'm sorry. Are you a candidate for surgery? I've heard some miracles in terms of cataract surgery.
Edited because I really can spell sometimes.
Jeepers, Toddson! Hope that "all right" ness comes about.