Okay. I'm going to attempt to breathe and refrain from throwing up.
Apparently this whole change-career-paths-in-midlife thing is a wee bit anxiety-inducing. Who knew?
[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.
Okay. I'm going to attempt to breathe and refrain from throwing up.
Apparently this whole change-career-paths-in-midlife thing is a wee bit anxiety-inducing. Who knew?
Apparently this whole change-career-paths-in-midlife thing is a wee bit anxiety-inducing. Who knew?:: waves hand :: Hence the me still in theater
Now we are discussing Hello Kitty and Kuromi. She is 9, I am 36.
JZ, doll, breathe. Shall I sing you dirty pirate songs?
Yeah, Juliana and I can tell you all about whores with sores!!
Tramps with cramps?
Haul away, ye tranny whores!
Wear a sheath or you'll get sores!
Haul away, ye tranny whores!
Wear a sheath or you'll get sores!
I now really want to work this line into the Toy Story dialog I'm currently editing.
{{{JZ}}} Keep breathing! You can do this!
TCG's mother is on the phone. She wants to get together this weekend. I don't want to. She does seem to be in a good mood though.
That's just part of the chorus. The actual verses in between had some spectacular lines, most of which I've blocked out and the rest of which I can't put up here. But if all goes well, they'll have a CD out by spring so everyone can savor the... um, savor the tranny whores.