Buffy ,'End of Days'
[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.
Thank goodness that population of Tot Weevil Snakes increased and solved that problem.
Little known fact: The common Tot Weevil Snake (Thamnophis sirtalis totrataenia) is usually adverse to eating tater tots themselves, making them the perfect foil for the tot weevil...they will devour weevils wholesale while leaving the tot intact.
They can, however, be tempted into traps with a handful of Ore-Ida Crinkle Cut French Fries.
(((Kristin))) kitty-ma and computer -ma. I'm sorry your having such a lousy day.
"Sleep! I command you!"
Yeah, good luck with that.
The rugby bar has the option of upgrading to tots when you order anything with fries. awesome.
#1 tot fan
Oh god, I really have to get back to this restaurant in the South End that has tots instead of frites with the steak. Not just any tots, either - truffle infused shredded potatoes with cheese in the center. SO. GOOOOOD.
OMG, the Splendid Table totally talked about those Truffle tots.
I'm not completely sure those count as tots, but they clearly count as OMG I AM SO THERE ON THE NEXT FLIGHT. So who cares, really?
Annabel is adorable in her little dress.
~ma for kitty Byron.
So I was trying to fax over a dentist receipt for reimbursement a few minutes ago and apparently I misdialed because all of a sudden a booming male voice starts in with, "HOT GAY GAY SEX! ALL MAN, ALL MEAT! DID I MENTION THE GAY PART? HOTT!!!!!" I'm hitting every button on the machine I can to try, Lord, to get it to stop and nothing. Of course, someone else enters the fax room at that point ("YOUNG GAY MALES - YOURS FOR THE TAKING!") and fortunately she found it hysterical. I think it was an ad for a sex line, cause it stopped soon after. I swear to God it was like something out of a movie.
So I was trying to fax over a dentist receipt for reimbursement a few minutes ago and apparently I misdialed because all of a sudden a booming male voice starts in with, "HOT GAY GAY SEX! ALL MAN, ALL MEAT! DID I MENTION THE GAY PART? HOTT!!!!!" I'm hitting every button on the machine I can to try, Lord, to get it to stop and nothing. Of course, someone else enters the fax room at that point ("YOUNG GAY MALES - YOURS FOR THE TAKING!") and fortunately she found it hysterical. I think it was an ad for a sex line, cause it stopped soon after. I swear to God it was like something out of a movie.
Either that or your dentist has a REALLY interesting private life.
Persey is full of craxy energy this morning. I think she is doing a kitty~ma dance for Byron.