Anything for you sweety, I'll drink your share.
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.
His first pitch was about 75mph and the entire other team, parents, and umps burst out laughing. The batter jumped and put his hands up in surrender. After a few more 70+ pitches the umpire took the bat and said he wanted a piece of that. It was very good natured and fun and the other team was totally cool with Alex messing around. He doesn't normally throw the heat time after time, but he knew it was only a few pitches.
That's cool!
Bug! Go to bed! You'll feel so much better tomorrow if you do. Today is done. Get rest. Shut down your brain and have a good day tomorrow.
Oh, good! I knew I could count on you guys!
You can choose anything you like for drinking my share, but keep in mind that I really love appletinis. Maybe I should Kristin in charge of drinking those :).
Bug! Go to bed! You'll feel so much better tomorrow if you do. Today is done. Get rest. Shut down your brain and have a good day tomorrow.
Yes, sir!!!
Yes, sir!!!
Sorry, I'm still in coach mode. Sleep, li'l bug....sleeeep.
Now I just need someone to remind me that I live on the second floor in a very safe neighborhood, in a building filled with guys (who would hear me scream and totally come running, because they love me, and I bake them cookies and peppermint bark), and that no one is going to come through my open windows overnight and rape and kill me in my sleep.
Er....wow, VW, that suddenly freaks me out. Of course, I often have to get out of bed and re-check that I locked my door, and occaisonally have been known to get freaked out and lock my BEDROOM door, but...um....yeah, I got nothin'. (I also live on the second floor. Which no one could get ot from the outside. Unless you're a bottle rocket, which scared the hell out of me)
No one is going to comment on Sean EATING MOLDY BREAD???
surrounds vw with safe bubble where she can sleep peacefully
Oh, shit. Sorry, meara. You're totally fine! Just like I am! I just have a VERY overactive imagination.
::peeking in after a nine-hour shift, completely un-caught-up::
Happiest of birthdays, Ailleann!