I've never done it myself. But my uncle used to have a whole book of mythical creatures from it.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
But my uncle used to have a whole book of mythical creatures from it.
The Monster Manual.
Ah, the good old days.
Boss loves me. He brought me a Coke.
Oh look. A good thing happened to Aimee.
I assume he played too, MM. But he did that with his school friends, so I never saw that. Plenty naked centaurs and succubi and such, though.
Happy Birthday, Cindy! It is good to see your pixels!
When I get way behind in a thread, as I do all too often, it has become my habit to read my 25-post pages so they end on round numbers. It just seems more manageable, somehow.
Until I get to the end and am left thinking "Ack, that's not a round number, what happened to the rest of the posts?!?" and scrolling up and down trying to figure out what I have done wrong for a surprisingly long time before realizing that nothing is wrong, I am just caught up.
Sympathies and condolences on the sudden loss of co-workers.
Happy birthday, Cindy! We really do miss you.
Enough with the coworkers dying. My friend and coworker passed away last Saturday. She was my right-hand woman on this program for almost 6 years. Damned liver cancer. She fought it for 2 years and we all thought she was going to beat it, but she took a turn for the worse at the end of January. I'll be in Chicago Friday through Monday for her funeral.
People! Stop dying!
{{{MFNlaw}}}
oh, honey I'm sorry.
{{MFNlaw}}
I want to read that as "Motherfuckin' law."
Oh, Maria. I'm so sorry, bella.