All your Daisy Jane are belong to ME!!! haHA! We're going to go for dinner now. Smooches!
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[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.
Quashing Mallet sounds like something one would use at Quidditch.
Totally!
The toddler stories are making me fear for ever having children. I might have to leave them on the curb for the dumpster-divers. Not sure I could handle the insanity of a toddler.
Drinking and masturbating is sounding great to me. Hell, I'm queer--drinking and non-reproductive sex with my girlfriend is sounding good to me!
Other forbidden activities have been, um, engaged in already and I can report that all systems are go.
Whoot! Robin doesn't have to worry about possible future toddlers either!!!
the 'strange data' issue from this morning is due entirely to the person in question trying to work from - ta DA! - *A Screen Capture of the data*. A jpeg. That someone sent them as an example but which amazingly wouldn't respond to their input.
Wow. There are so many times when I'm grateful that I usually get to work with pretty darn smart people (who granted, can still do things wrong or not the way we want or be annoying or annoyed, but....they're not usually doing STUPID things)
Is it bad that the scary toddler stories are making me want kids more?
Does anyone have any voodoo charms against the Body Image Demons?
I think there's one that involves smashing a fluorescent light into a three-way mirror while pictures of Keira Knightley and Kate Moss are fed into a bonfire. Oh, and you need to drink a milkshake simultaneously.
Oh, and you need to drink a milkshake simultaneously.
Chocolate or vanilla?
Please note, I'm shopping with my SIZE 4 TWIN SISTER. I may need to go all out.
Is it bad that the scary toddler stories are making me want kids more?
Nope. It's actually good. It means that there are people still brave enough to continue the species.
Chocolate or vanilla?
One of each!
The scary toddler stories made me laugh and laugh today. Even though my own scary toddler wrote on the wall with a pen (and then blamed Jake) and decided that ten p.m. was the perfect time to try and poop on the potty.
Yeah, but Cash, you're the cool one.
Hey, err... anyone here had sex with someone with pierced nipples, and willing to share details about what that's like, and what you, the partner, can do with them? It's a gaping HOLE in my knowledge of things, I tell you what.
No pun intended.
I don't want to talk to her in this state, but if I don't talk to her, it means I don't care.
Also, possibly, that she won't remember. Or at least you can make the argument. Mom, we talked for 45 minutes. How can you not remember? Don't you care about me?
Hey, err... anyone here had sex with someone with pierced nipples, and willing to share details about what that's like, and what you, the partner, can do with them? It's a gaping HOLE in my knowledge of things, I tell you what.
Plei, email the pet DJ. He'll know, and I'm sure he'd be delighted to tell you.
Plus, insent.