'Out Of Gas'
[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.
{{Callie}} I'm sorry the diagnosis didn't favor your father. May his treatment be extremely effective.
{{Drew, Kristin and the Designs}} I'm very glad to hear your father made it home. May his passing be peaceful, with his loved ones there to ease his way.
Ye gods, Calli. I'm sorry your dad's diagnosis is sucktastic. All my brackets are going your way.
Cancer? Sucks donkey balls. Big, sweaty, stinky donkey balls.
WTF July???
I'm sorry to hear your news, Calli.
July can kiss my pasty white ass.
At this point I just want him to go quickly and as painlessly as possible.
This realization helped me through my dad's passing. I was prepared for it, and I made it through the storm a little steadier.
Calli, I'm so sorry about your dad's bad news.
There has got to be something more upbeat to talk about in here. Where's a necrophilic duck when you need it?
We could talk baseball and how the AL has had MAJOR opportunities in the last two innings and hasn't been able to push a run across.
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Where's a necrophilic duck when you need it?
He just left the neighbor's house....
Drew, all the ~ma I've got for you, your family and Kristin. May all of you have peace and strength.
connie, I'm so sorry about your mother and the attendant family drama. Much strength and peace to you as well.
Calli, I'm running out of words. I'm so sorry.
Fuck cancer. It can't be said enough.
There has got to be something more upbeat to talk about in here.
um, I'm posting topless. remembered that I had to send an email while changing for bed, decided to do it right away, and therefore checked the board in my lacy (well, cotton) unmentionables.