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[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.
(Just so you can see how malnourished they are: [link])
Aww... what a couple of cuties.
I feel a little better when I remind myself that Senor was a happy kitty. Yeah, the last few days of his life sucked, but he had years of health and playing and petting and belly-rubs....
Jeez, I take forever to post, and you people fling compliments at me. You may continue.
hear, hear!
I pay you to say that. I'll have your check next week.
Babies! I'm glad you got some good news tonight, DJ.
Empress, we're supposed to be cheering you up.
Suzi, you should get to meet as many of the DCistas as possible. I was going to email everyone and find out what days are best.
billytea, despite your tragic description, somehow I fail to feel any sympathy for you. I'll be more than happy to trade you our hot, humid and hazy for your temperate 50 degree winters.
Fuck valid reasons. Daisy lives there, that's valid enough. The chance to see LDP **and** JA live and in-person, going toe-to-toe?? That's incredibly luscious, creamy, decadent frosting on the cake.Mmm, delicious cake.
But I'm still not allowed to go to Dallas.
billytea, despite your tragic description, somehow I fail to feel any sympathy for you. I'll be more than happy to trade you our hot, humid and hazy for your temperate 50 degree winters.
Pfft. I had enough of that over my four summers in Philly. I'll stick with the sunburnt country theme for a while, methinks.
Kittehs!! So cute!
I'm excited because I'm the godmother (which I'm a heathen, athiest, and religion sceptic, so it really means a lot to me that she thinks I'm a good enough person to do the job) of her son. Yay! New girl type cherub!
I'm being cheered up!
he had years of health and playing and petting and belly-rubs....
Senor had a great human to boss around and be loved by. He was a very lucky kitty.
So, I have a 2nd interview tomorrow for a job I really want. Job~ma around 7am board time, por favor??
Job~ma, ChiKat!
Yeah, the last few days of his life sucked, but he had years of health and playing and petting and belly-rubs....
And you never had to vacuum up cat hair. Now *that's* a considerate cat.
But I'm still not allowed to go to Dallas.
Your lung may be there. I think you should go and make sure.
BT, you have no magic in your heart. You mean you don't miss your shirt sticking to your skin all summer?
eta: Job~ma ChiKat!
Go ChiKat!!