Our stinkeyes are very pretty.
::glares at USPS::
[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.
Our stinkeyes are very pretty.
::glares at USPS::
What I really hate is all the different phone numbers I have to call to try and pin this box down. And how they give me the phone number but don't tell me who/where I'll be calling next -- I have to specifically ask every time.
Happy Birthday, David!
mmm, violet candies. They smell nice. And make a great vodka infuser too. Bet they'd be icky in coffee though. Mmmm, coffee...
Happy birthday to Hec! Get on with your birthday-tiki-mug-having self.
Not only was it so gross I had to spit it out, but now I can't get the taste out of my mouth or off of my lips. I feel like I've been sucking on a plant.
These words are English, yet they make no sense.
Signed, can't choose between CHowards and Parma Violets, and is sadly out of both at the moment.
Plei, do you need restock next week?
I know nothing of violet candies. What does violet taste like?
Ass.
YTastesLikeAssMV
Apple Jacks:
I know this will sound weird, but if you're me, it's very cute.
My mom had back surgery six weeks ago (like Teppy had, I think -- the fusion thing?) and she's still in the brace. So I just called the house and my dad picked up.
"Can we call you back?" he says.
"Sure," I say. "Are you going out?"
Pause. "Not exactly. I'm shaving your mother's legs."
So cute. My dad wins at marriage. As well as my mom, actually.
So, ass tastes like violets?