Can I also be on the list marked "BECOMES INDEPENDANTLY WEALTHY", please?
I would like to be on this list too...pretty please?
[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.
Can I also be on the list marked "BECOMES INDEPENDANTLY WEALTHY", please?
I would like to be on this list too...pretty please?
Sean - Sent back.
Can I also be on the list marked "BECOMES INDEPENDANTLY WEALTHY", please?
Hopefully.
I would like to be on this list too...pretty please?
Wouldn't we all?
Sean - Sent back.
Are you boys swapping porn again? You need fragging.
I am awaiting the results from my 2/24 sleep study. They were supposed to be back by last Friday, yet today my PCP has still not received them. Grr. They're calling over to see if they can get them now, but if not it will be until at least Monday. Did I mention that I first called the PCP on Wednesday? I really want to know if they found anything. I don't know if I'm more nervous about finding out something is clearly wrong or finding out that they didn't see anything. Anyway. Waiting.
Are you boys swapping porn again? You need fragging.
Nope. We're trading the latest series' of "Pete is so adorable that..." jokes.
Huh. I thought you were trading stories of Pete-ing while playing Burnout.
Both. Either way, it's hours of enjoyment for us.
And Kristin, you misspelled "trading stories of Pete Pete-ing while playing Burnout."
Huh. I thought you were trading stories of Pete-ing while playing Burnout.
Well, there's only a handful of those. The last one ends with "...and then Jilli totally womped the crap out of him at Burnout and we laughed until we puked."
For those who have never played Burnout, it's this utterly sadistic game in which you try to cause as much damage as possible by causing spectacular traffic accidents. (Since there are no people and no blood--you only see cars flipping through the air and such--it reminds me a bit of gleefully knocking your sibling's blocks over as a kid.)
Anyway, Jilli hates video games, but she had great gothy glee with this one. Explosions fun! She may have been cackling as she rammed into the semi trucks.
...and Pete kept managing to miss everything and not cause any damage at all. Which, after the sixth or seventh time, we dubbed "a Pete." It's been over a year, and we're still using it as both noun ("That was a total Pete!") and verb ("You Peted!") much to Pete's chagrin.
Luckily, he gets it out of his system by fragging the heck out of everyone in Halo 2.
Humph on Burnout. I am clearly too good a driver for it.
You all still need to be fragged. Now more than ever you bunch of impudent urchins.
ION, 300! This weekend!