Dear billytea -
I've been such a nice girl and decent student, and ok mom and wife. Can you please send me a wombat? A real, live, breathing, fuzzy one??
PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!!!
Love you -
Aims
'Smile Time'
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Dear billytea -
I've been such a nice girl and decent student, and ok mom and wife. Can you please send me a wombat? A real, live, breathing, fuzzy one??
PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!!!
Love you -
Aims
Aren't Australian opossums different from the North American kind?
They are?!
Sort of how U.S. robins aren't the same bird as the U.K. robin.
They are?!
I know not as much as I once thought.
t runs off to look at pictures
Sort of how U.S. robins aren't the same bird as the U.K. robin.
Yeah, DH was a bit put-out too. Ours are smaller, apparently.
Well, so British and American robins are different birds. Learn something new every day. And today's doesn't have to be some sordid revelation of the further depths of ignorance and foolishness of human behavior. So, that's a win.
I know not as much as I once thought.
I find myself thinking this all the time. Feels like getting older is just the process of finding out how little you know.
Dill: half-sour
Dill does NOT equal half-sour.
Half-sour pickles are salty. Dill pickles are sour.
Signed, loves on dill but hates on half-sour.
I had beer battered pickles at a "gastropub"
The brewpub I got to all the time (two locations) has had deep fried pickles on the menu as long as I can remember. I've heard they are good, but I've never quite worked up the nerve to order them.
I might only be buying a year. I really shouldn't google. I know better.
In the immortal words of Han Solo, "Never tell me the odds." There's no way to see into the future with cancer.
Feels like getting older is just the process of finding out how little you know.
Yep. That and the process of finding new ways your body can turn on you.
I'm driving to Nashville tomorrow. Do Not Want.
"gastropub"
That name makes it sound like you're drinking beer from someone's stomach.
Feels like getting older is just the process of finding out how little you know.
Isn't that also the first step to wisdom?
In which case, I am wiser than fuck!
Deep-fried pickles are pretty common in New Orleans.