What kind of deodorant, though? Gel, roll-on, clear, white? Not spray, I'm sure.
Gabriel: Are you trying to destroy this family? Simon: I didn't realize it would be so easy.
'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 36: Did I Sully Our Good Name?
[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.
SailAweigh - Jul 09, 2007 2:26:43 pm PDT #5738 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
brenda m - Jul 09, 2007 2:29:48 pm PDT #5739 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Actually it was spray. Carefully sprayed. But it totally worked all day, and in this nasty weather.
javachik - Jul 09, 2007 2:30:23 pm PDT #5740 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
I'm dying of laughter over "chub rub."
From which I suffer.
amych - Jul 09, 2007 2:31:50 pm PDT #5741 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
I'm dying of laughter over "chub rub."
It really is one of those perfect phrases. Sadly.
juliana - Jul 09, 2007 2:35:40 pm PDT #5742 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Body Glide is indeed it, and it is the bomb. "Chub rub" is the best phrase EVAR.
SailAweigh - Jul 09, 2007 2:36:23 pm PDT #5743 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Actually it was spray.
Huh. Well, if it works, that's all that matters. Although, now I'm dying to know the why of it. I can speculate, but I'd probably be wrong.
Aims - Jul 09, 2007 2:40:44 pm PDT #5744 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Ok.
When I find out who the *fuck* turned the heat up to "BLAZING CIRCLE OF HELL", I'ma hafta cut a bitch and turn them into an air conditioner.
Aims - Jul 09, 2007 2:43:37 pm PDT #5745 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Weight Control Instant Oatmeal:
Emeline has a new fascination with monsters. As such, she runs around the house, fingers curled into teeny pink nail polish tipped talons, growling, "Rooar! Rooar!" at which you are to shriek in terror and cover your face.
Just now, Joe was not playing his part as he should have been and was reprimanded.
"Rooooar! Roooar!"
t cricket
"DADDY!" t foot stamp "I SAID 'ROOOAR! ROOOAR!'"
Cashmere - Jul 09, 2007 2:49:29 pm PDT #5746 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Speaking of hot...Pssst, Aimee
brenda m - Jul 09, 2007 2:53:03 pm PDT #5747 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Hee. Nothing too exciting, just racing out of the house and realizing that on a day like today steps needed to be taken re the chub rub.