Happy birthday Sail!
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[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.
Happy Birthday, Sail!!!
Happy Birthday, Sail!!!!
Anyone here ever pick up Lawler's® Cheesecake Miniatures Variety - 63 ct?
Someone at work had a box of these in the freezer.
$13.87 at Sams Club. I wonder if any of the Super Wal-Marts carry them?
Hmmm, we have the biggest Super Wal-Mart in the state, so....
Happy Birthday, Sail!
85% is too dark for me. Once you pass 70%, my bitter-receptors start objecting.
90% causes me to muahahahahaahahahah.
There is a Stephen Crane poem that puts me in mind of how I feel about really, really dark chocolate:
..."It is bitter -- bitter," he answered;
"But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart."
Thank you, all! I had a nice birthday. Went to a travelogue of Hawaii with my dad. I've decided to start my own bucket list after seeing pictures of a sunrise from the top of Mt. Haleakela. Wow. That is definitely something I would love to see for myself.
Because it is bitter, And because it is my heart."
Joyce Carol Oates used this as a book title, btw.
I was trying to think of that, David, as soon as I saw it! You saved me from using valuable google-fu.
Sail, happy, happy birthday to you!!
My mom regifted me with a lotion sampler from B&BW, and I am strategically placing them around the house, along with various lip balms.
I will NOT be chapped and hangnail this winter, I SWEAR. One pair on bed table, on on living room table, one in car, and one on computer table. Plus the Big Ass Guns in the bathroom -- Neutrogena Scentless Body Oil to be mixed with salt, and Johnson's Lavender Baby Oil Gel for non scrubby days.
My face looks great for my age, but I am noticing my hands and legs are starting to look a little....hrm, pre-grandma? if I am not careful.
My ass, of course, will be silken upon my death bed. I may have a sunny-side up open casket. "FEEL MY ASS! TOUCH EEEEEET!" Then burn it, and drink copiously.
These are my official funeral instructions, btw.
My ass, of course, will be silken upon my death bed.
But of course!
I may have a sunny-side up open casket. "FEEL MY ASS! TOUCH EEEEEET!"
With pleasure!
Then burn it, and drink copiously.
Salut!