Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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'm mad impressed.
I was too!
It's funny. Lately I do things like that without thinking and then startle myself. Like the day executed a shoulder high bug with my foot, or how I look down and realize I've crossed my legs... I've never been a leg crosser. Never.
DJ, that is so scary. Is she pressing charges or anything? That dude needs to go down. Plus he'll do it again to some other poor woman!
She said it was turned over to the state, but there's really no evidence left after 2 years. The new girlfriend doesn't have any family money, so I'm not sure if she has much to worry about.
I have an odd job. A 6' tall Mr. Potato Head just walked into the room.
::covets ND's job::
6' tall Lara Croft figure
Dude, seriously? That's one big desk.
Edited.
It is pretty fun.
Rex, Slinky Dog, and Hamm just walked in too.
I knew I had the wrong job before, but ND's posts have made it clear I REALLY have the wrong job.
Ok - I complain about work enough, but I don't need to double post about it.
Edited.
Well, you're no fun. And your desk isn't so big, either.
And your desk isn't so big, either.
Wow. One little edit and JZ just goes for the, er, jugular.
Or possibly somewhere else.
Or were we actually talking about desks?