I don't know who's on third
Spike's Bitches 39: Cuppa Tea, Cuppa Tea, Almost Got Shagged, Cuppa Tea...
[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.
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?
Witnessed M dancing on the bar.
No shit?!?
Seriously.
Did people put dollar bills in his pants?
I put a dollar in his hoodie. Then he unzipped it (the hoodie). Then he threatened to give a strip-tease.
For all the shit he gives me about needing to be the center of attention, when the man decides to get paid attention to, he gets paid attention to.
I had to sit on the floor at one point, I was laughing so hard.
Anyone want to help me pick out clothing? I can't decide.