'Ariel'
[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 proper Birthday Laga !! !! !!
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IDF tanks entered the Strip few hours agoI guess what I heard of Carter was just the book review. I like my sleep interpretation of the interview better. Can't we just have peace? Please?
ION- ice storm is still just a real cold mist/drizzle. But the temp is hovering around freezing. Once it dips, sheets of ice. Ugg. Four legs don't do well on ice.
THAT'S OUR FUCKING PRESIDENT!
W would have shrugged his shoulders and said we can't tell private business what to do. Obama has no compunction about telling companies that are sucking the public teat to not do stupid shit.
I got growled at, into my hair between that spot on my neck that makes me grivel and my ear, "Marry me, gorgeous."
Nrgh. Nice.
See, when it comes to President Obama, I see this article: [link] and think, "Oh ya! That's MY President!!!"
Finally, someone who realizes that the best diplomacy is listening and not dictating. Not to mention, Middle East Peace is not something you can start working on the last few years of your administration in hopes of having a nice legacy item.
Am I crazy for wanting World Peace?
Ugh. Sore spot
Sorry!
Am I crazy for wanting World Peace?
No.
President Obama: Hey, Citigroup. This is the president.
Citigroup: Oh, hey! How are you?
President Obama: Let's just cut to the chase: the new plane.
Citigroup: Oh, yeah, it's gonna be awesome!
President Obama: Yeah, no.
Citigroup: No, what?
President Obama: ...
Citigroup: No...plane?
President Obama: ...
Citigroup: O...kay. Sure.
President Obama: Have a nice day.
Well, he'd evidently made an impression, because she did write to him. And he wrote back. And their correspondence flew thick and fast and amorous. And the next time he saw her - indeed, the first time he'd so much as held her hand - was when he flew over to the West Indies to marry her.
Swoon.
DH proposed to me while I was asleep. Can't tell you much there. He refused to repeat whatever it was he said. And to this day swears I said yes.
Ha! Priceless.
Laura's plane story is sweet! Bev's... kinda hot!
My mom got the worst proposal ever...my dad just told her that relationships either go forward or they end. And he wanted to go forward, so... ME: He sounds like an ass. you shouldn't have married him. MOM: I REALLY wanted to leave home. The saddest thing is, he told me that story and never thought to pretty it up for me.
A friend of mine had been living with the same guy for several years. One day he was meeting her for lunch and she'd debated over whether to wear the jazzy yellow dress or the pretty pink dress(she decided on the pink). Well, at lunch time he swept into her office, wearing a tuxedo, carrying champagne, and followed by a violinist. As the violinist played, he went down on one knee and proposed. She said yes (duh), he poured champagne for her and her co-workers, and they celebrated. The violinist went back to wherever he came from and they went to a long, romantic lunch.