"Miss Val, how do you spell elemenohpee?"
"LMNOP"
"Yes, how do you spell it?"
"LMNOP"
"Who's on first?"
'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
[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.
"Miss Val, how do you spell elemenohpee?"
"LMNOP"
"Yes, how do you spell it?"
"LMNOP"
"Who's on first?"
Yes. The guy on first base. Who. Yes. Who's on first. I'm asking you!
t /has "Who's On First" on constant rotation in our car's CD player
I don't know who's on third
Witnessed M dancing on the bar.
I am agog. This is me, a-goggling.
No shit?!?
So, cuteness from kids today: one of my preschoolers asked me, "Miss Val, how do you spell elemenohpee?" It killed me.
So cute!
Witnessed M dancing on the bar.
Unpossible.
Was glitter involved?
Witnessed M dancing on the bar.
Unpossible.
Was glitter involved?
Did people put dollar bills in his pants?
W00t! Houston, we have a draft! We have a 12-page DRAFT! Written TODAY! After two months of staring at a blank screen!
I wasn't sure I had this one in me.
W00t! Houston, we have a draft! We have a 12-page DRAFT! Written TODAY! After two months of staring at a blank screen!
Woo Hoo!
Slow deep breath in.
Slow deep breath out.
Where the heck is my Fernet?