As for myself, I'm in desperate need of a hair cut... Maybe when I get home for Christmas.
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.
What color did you choose, Aimee?
I wish I could find my USB cable for my digital camera.
I wish Owen wouldn't have chewed a hole in the new, chenille throw I bought yesterday.
If wishes were horsies...
...we'd all be eatin' steak.
I need a hair cut, and a hair color. I look like a calico cat right now.
What color did you choose, Aimee?
Dark, dark dark brown. Color bottle was called "Nutmeg".
No steak for me, thanks.
That said, if wishes were horses, this beggar would have packed a lunch today.
If wishes were horses I'd be riding ...
Well, you know.
My humps, my humps, my lovely camel bumps....
Did someone see a goat in here?
Wow! Sonus in the House... er.. well... In the Booth!!!
Yes, not much holiday cheer down here. I concur with Mr. NoisePants.
So, PB&J's... Hmmm... now I know why I gotta pick up so much bread. Cool.
In Me News.... my head feels like it has one of those matrix spikeys in the back of it... only no cool abilities. And not even due to booze. Ugg, hate this show.