They bred?
Or: they were once white socks, but went in the wash with something red?
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They bred?
Or: they were once white socks, but went in the wash with something red?
Fay!!!!!
I SO totally don't want to be at work right now.
Because pink socks rule?
And you don't necessarily need to match your socks to your top?
Ahoy! Everyone!
I've got to grade papers today. Don't wanna.
I've got to figure out why one of my hardest-working students is showing up as failing, and how to fix it. Stoopid program.
Avast, ye bilge rats and scurvy dogs! Almost my whole office be talkin' like a pirate! (Bitchy!sort-of!boss hates pretty much everything, and, upon asking why there were Jolly Rogers taped to people's desks, said, "That's stupid." Ah, she's a breath of fresh air, she is.)
OK, one more scary fact about spiders.
Spiders will tell you they'll look out for your interests, but then they'll still vote for corporate tax cuts.
Spiders won't vote for tax bonds to improve public schools, either.
Giving spiders the vote was, in retrospect, not the best idea.
The woman at the coffee shop just asked me if I wanted milk in my lattee
Catching up -- Does Fay's student remind anyone else of Neville Longbottom?
Arrrrr.
One spider saved a pig.
A spider bit my llama once...
Happy Anniversary, Plei!!