So, billytea, will the Queen be dropping by to award the honor, or will her local representatives be doing the job?
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[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.
I am not allowed out on my own again after this weekend. I am trouble.
I think we all interpret this as a most excellent reason to go to Dallas and go out with you.
Unfortunate fanfic phrase of the day: "the kiln between her legs".
I think we all interpret this as a most excellent reason to go to Dallas and go out with you.
Please do! However, I am not to be blamed if you wind up at the divey gay bar singing with a dude in a Haiwiian shirt and a wig and making out with the bartender. You have been warned.
Unfortunate fanfic phrase of the day: "the kiln between her legs".
Too...many...glaze...jokes...
Coffee & smokes:
Speaking of people visiting me. Maria! I just found out that Tim will be in town for a thing while you are here. Comic book boyfriend and I are going, you want we should include you in our plans?
Too...many...glaze...jokes...
But none about hardening?
Way in which I was described over the weekend:
"This is my friend Aimee from high school. She's a gay man in a woman's body."
I cracked up. Mostly cause it's true.
Oh, ow, Windi! And also? Ew.
Congrats to dad of BT and to the bravery of driving-training wallybee! And welcome to all new members of the House of Tea.
Ginger, that print is...artful. I love that you give framed art as presents (I treasure mine!).
One of my duties in my erstwhile office was to open and process mail. In the course of that endeavor, I happened across many an art print in miniature form, which I duly then made a copy of any text on the back of the print itself, and garnered the print for my own. Many friends, relatives, and co-workers recieved miniature framed art, for the new baby's room, for that awkward wall corner that needed "something", for that spot on the kitchen backsplash, or the final piece to make up a grouping for a larger wall.
My framers loved me, couldn't wait to see what I'd bring in next, and outdid themselves with double matting and geometric cutouts to set off the print. 'Twas fun. I kind of miss it.
Please do! However, I am not to be blamed if you wind up at the divey gay bar singing with a dude in a Haiwiian shirt and a wig and making out with the bartender. You have been warned.
starts pricing flight to Dallas.