I think you both agree on THE LIST. Or at least some folks permenant place on said item.
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.
SUCCESS! I have made the HP scanner work. Alas, it is out of ink, so I can not copy or print to it, but they have an Epson sitting right next to it for that (for a "small, not as rich theater", they sure do waste money on things). OK, now I gotta do number crunching work. So much less fun.
Oh, and Pete, I'll agree with you as long as you say "Omnis is on my team, lets go shoot everyone else up"... then we are ALWAYS in agreement. Otherwise, I'm usually dead. fast. like REAL fast. with you snickering over the headset.
I think that they may have adjusted the sensors - it's been well, a while and the lights have remained on.
How unusually sensible of them.
maybe you have developed a twitch you didn't realize. Evolution at it's best.
I assume you've seen this, Jilli?
Yes, and blinked a lot at the page. Because somehow I never expected to see a mini top hat for sale at Torrid. I don't know why, I just didn't.
With a little veil!
(I likey the little veil)
My stomach fooled me into thinking I could eat something.
t cue hollow laugh
I have become the whiniest person in Whineyville.
I don't think Whineyville would know what to do with projectile vomiting.
Oh, Ginger! Still?! That's just evil!