Or a camel. . .
'Potential'
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.
"The Last Camel Died at Noon" (by Elizabeth Peters)
One of her better titles.
I have a Trader Joe's Egg Salad Sandwich AI..just OK. My parsnip chips however, are fucking great.
So. Much. Freaking. Snow.
{{{{JZ}}}} You and Hec are incredibly compassionate and generous. I wish you every piece of work~ma I have as you figure this all out.
MM makes me laugh. A lot. I needed that. Thanks.
My co-worker had a dream about me last night. I was in a 7-11 (on the grounds of a castle) making a chocolate sweater.
making a chocolate sweater.
At first I thought it said you were "making chocolate sweeter." To which I thought AAAWWWWW!!!
I was in a 7-11 (on the grounds of a castle) making a chocolate sweater.
Oh, fuzzy like cotton candy but delicious like chocolate and warm and cozy because it's a sweater. How you coming on that, Polter?