I played my three birthday songs (I never decided on another) and now I'm waiting for D to get up before official birthday breakfast: coffee, croissants and blackberry jam.
Spike's Bitches 43: Who am I kidding? I love to brag.
[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.
I hope you like him Bev, 'cause he was SO CHEATING. I'd say yes to freakin' Dick Cheney if he hit that spot on my neck.
Don't worry, Trudy. Dick Cheney ever gets near your neck, we'll stake him before he ever gets the chance to either growl or take a bite.
Things people probably don't know about me...
My favorite heroine from the Bible is Jael, who went all tent peg in the brain pan, squish, on Sisera.
Um... yeah, that's all I've got for now.
My favorite heroine from the Bible is Jael, who went all tent peg in the brain pan, squish, on Sisera.
wait.. who was just telling me about... is it a theatre prodcution?.. called "The Tent" based on a lesser-known bible story...
Happy birthday, Laga!
thanks!
Happy Birthday Laga!!
Happy Birthday, Laga!
Happy Birthday, Laga!
Laga, Happy birthday.
In Mormon Utah, guys are under huge pressure to do creative etc. marriage proposals. But that's another rant. So girls like to tell stories about how their fiance/husband popped the question. Then they turn to me and ask, and I smile and say, "He got down on one knee. Of course, he had to get out of bed first." Half the crowd blanches, half blinks and says, "You went to see him when he was in bed?" I give them a kind look and say, "No, I stayed in bed while he proposed." Then they all go away.