Poor Aimee. Lots of punctuation for you.
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[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.
FUCK.
Hit the wrong button and accidenatlly paid the ENTIRE balance on the heat and electric bill instead of just the past due.
Fuck fuck fuck.
Well.
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At least we're caught up on those, right? So we got that goin' fer us.
As screw-ups go, it's benign. Sorry things are so tight, though. I'm there right now, and it's NFG.
(((Aimee)))
{{Aims}}}
Oh crap, Aimee. I know that feeling all too well.
At least it'll stop the collection calls, I guess.
I also had chicken pox as a kid, for two weeks, right as my sister was getting over it. I remember being put in footie pajamas and mittens, even though it was July, so that I wouldn't scratch, and taking oatmeal baths a few times a day. I've still got a bunch of scars.
The mother of a kid I grew up with had polio as a kid, and had a lot of physical problems as an adult.
MM - can you re-post that link to the narrative generator? I have a friend who wants to see it (I just sent the OverUsed Science Fiction Cliches link) and can't find it.
Note to cat owners--do not leave bidding sites open and go to the bathroom when you have a cat who walks on keyboards. That would have been a tricky conversation to have with the people and the $300,000 Buy It Now purchase Amon Ra nearly made.
This goes for the parents of toddlers, too.