oh, no nonnononononononono.
No.
That's...so wrong.
Xander ,'Chosen'
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oh, no nonnononononononono.
No.
That's...so wrong.
I'm picturing snickering old folks browsing through the Intimate Solutions section and looking intrigued.
I mean, more power to the old folks, but, I don't need to imagine Grandma contemplating lube.
Go Grandma! Get the Rabbit!
(Or, as I heard one white haired woman say on a show once, "Fine, I'm too old. When do you plan on quitting? 60? 70? Surely you want to have orgasms anymore by then ")
Well heck. Just got off a conference call which ended with "And Suzi will be managing tracking these items from here forward". Ummmm, you couldn't have said that at the beginning of the call so I would have paid more attention???
I am in meeting scheduling hell. Not only do 2 of the people who absolutely have to be there have a meeting pop up that makes my previously scheduled meeting unworkable-there is no time later in the day, and the day after the PM leaves for a long weekend and 2 of our people plus one of theirs will be out of town on the same trip.
Gah!
Well, shit. My good friend who is also a co-worker's beloved dog died today. He was attacked by a neighbor's dog late last week. Friend didn't think it was that bad but apparently it was. The worst part is that friend's dad is hospitalized (fucking cancer) so friend wasn't here when the dog died. So sad. Please send {{{}} J's way.
He was attacked by a neighbor's dog late last week.
I live in fear of this happening-especially to little Oz. Peace~ma for your friend.
Lots of brackets to your friend, GC.
So sad, GC. I'm so sorry for your friend and coworker.
Aw, GC, many hugs to your friend J.
JZ, that is an awesome present! Very...titillating (without the tits, but I don't think pussilating is a word.)