Aimee! I'm so, so sorry!
Jaysus. Over the phone? To your husband? While you're travelling because of a death in the family?
Yeah, WTF? Is that even legal?
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Aimee! I'm so, so sorry!
Jaysus. Over the phone? To your husband? While you're travelling because of a death in the family?
Yeah, WTF? Is that even legal?
Oh, fuck Aimee! I am so sorry.
I just can't even think straight.
I don't wonder. I am so angry on your behalf!
Jaysus. Over the phone? To your husband? While you're travelling because of a death in the family? Man, as if just getting fired wasn't fucked enough. I'm so sorry.
Wow, that's shittier than my firing which was a whole clusterfuck of bad.
You poor thing - you gotta be whipsawed. Who can possibly process that much crap at once?
I think maybe you better come to San Francisco sooner than later so we can poor a lot of booze in you. Plus cosseting, of course. (Or corseting if you prefer. We can cosset or corset. Whatever works.)
Aimee, WTF! That's unbelievable.
Oh, holy fucking shit, Aimée. That's so insanely far beyond awful. I'm so very sorry about your grandmother, and so very wanting to break someone's legs for you about this utter bullshit.
I'm so sorry, Aimee. I hope life lets up on you soon.
Fucking-fuckity-fuck, Aimee! That is just the wrongest thing ever. Ever. Fuck.
God, that's hideous.
Plus cosseting, of course. (Or corseting if you prefer. We can cosset or corset. Whatever works.)
We can cosset in corsets!
Aims, I am so very sorry, sweetie.