Huh. So blowing shit up is a quote, now? I'll have to keep that in mind.
'Time Bomb'
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.
Barnacles! Barnacles!
Barnacles! Barnacles!
Relax. Chill.
Perhaps you can get Squidward to play you a soothing tune on his clarinet.
::sends ND a Krabby Patty for lunch::
I am ordering Allyson's book to meet me at the new house. I've been holding off in order to have something new there waiting for me.
Oh, bah. Just had some tense words with Tom over email and I feel really shitty about it.
It's really just my day and my mood, and everything is feeding into it.
Would like to go home now plz.
Squidward to play you a soothing tune on his clarinet.
Okay, this sounds way too much like porn.
Okay, this sounds way too much like porn.
And this is a bad thing?
Squidward's not really my type, IJS.
You have a type?
Aside from, you know...alive?
(((Cash & Fam)))