Glory ,'The Killer In Me'
[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.
I mean hell, they are so antiquated our numbers are roman.
HAH!
Don't SAY that!!!! Cass will picture Joe in one of those little leather skirts and it'll all just get worse.
Anyhoo, the picture is just gravy, the text is what's important.
(and, you know, put my name in there with my number and end all these surprises)
Backflung Nicole. And it is getting worse. I hate being on the verge of tears at work.
Thanks, -t!
{{{{Suzi}}}} I'm so sorry you're stressed, sweets. Hang in there. It gets easier. Usually.
Anyhoo, the picture is just gravy, the text is what's important.
Alls I got is your number, Trudes. No pic, no text.
My phone, she is steam-driven, see.
We need to get Stephanie and her husband on board the post-apocalyptic train to keep us in coffee.
We will happily take coffee prep duty.
We will happily take coffee prep duty.
Thank doG.
My phone, she is steam-driven, see.
So you retired the critter in the hamster wheel and got steam did you? Fred Flintstone would be impressed!
It's a picture of myself and my dearest friend. It was taken a year to the day after the stroke that nearly killed him when he was all of 41.
He's fine. He's beautiful. His recovery is complete except that he still tires easily -- and who gives a fuck about that?
There is coffee in my post-apocalypse.
We've only gamed once since we got back here. It was fun, but not The Same.
Clearly another reason to come back to us.
Yes, I know. I'm a broken record.
Aims, I'm so sorry about L. Lots of ~ma for his swift recovery.