Shameful story abut Taco Bell, if it is as presented: [link]
Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Now be careful with the Futon Beast!In the future... There's already a bruise unsurprisingly. Stupid abusive futon monster.
That futon is just going to sweet talk you and you'll believe all over again.
It swears that it doesn't mean to hurt me! And I want to believe it, cause it's really damn comfy...
until its not
It swears it'll never happen again!
dammit cassie, when will you learn?
Hi.
Is the Empress hereabouts? Surely she'll see this, if not now, then later. Someone point it out to her, mkay?
DH is having both knees surged on Monday (and any spare ~ma would be appreciated). He ripped the hell out of the right one over a week ago, and then injured the left one compensating, so we're getting a twofer. He's in a lot of pain, and not mobile. Getting to and from the toilet requires a wheelchair and two people to steer and move things out of the way, provide support, etc. The two people have been StY and myself.
Tonight when we'd gotten DH back into bed after a successful and productive (and timely!) toilet visit, StY tucked him back under the blankets and told him, "Good girl, Daddy!"
...just...thought you'd want to know.
Trudes is right, Cass. You can't trust the faithless piece of furniture. It sucks you in with a promise of a sweet night cuddling together, and you wind up with bruises. Again. Kick its ass to the curb and find a nice tuxedo sofa to curl up on.
Serial posting. Just...pretend it's spread out over the last little while I wasn't here, 'kay?
eta: It's my family too. Sometimes I like to pretend I'm a changling.
See, this is the nice thing about outliving most of your family, and not being related to the ones that are left except by adoption. I am my own grampa, or something. No sociopolitical arguments. Well, except for with DH. But I know how to distract him, so he never wins anyway.