Buffy ,'Beneath You'
[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.
Not furniture, but my beagle will start barking at things in the backyard before he has even gotten to the door.
Oh yeah, we're familiar with that. We always say that the Syrians are changing their positions at the northern border (we're almost at the other end of Israel) when he does that.
But still. The kitchen cabinet?!
Shir, this vintage commercial will explain all: [link]
But still. The kitchen cabinet?!
There's a space alien in there. Or a Terminator.
Either way, get the shotgun.
Shir has a cabinet ghost!
Either way, get the shotgun
Surprisingly enough, the sis is home. So's her M-16.
Shir has a cabinet ghost!
There was nothing in there, I tell you! (I also prayed so, as wandering with my hands, moving the pots around and praying for a snake-clean cabinet (we're in the desert, and the house have a big yard with tons of plants. I once found a Scorpion on my blanket)).
Seriously though, that was funny.
Loving Typo Boy's mom.
Cackling at StuntHusband.
Okay, can someone please tell me to back away from the town hall "debate" video links? I want to reach through the innertubes and strangle the stupid, and I'm a pacifist.
The saddest part? My maternal grandfather is totally one of those wingnuts. He has now provoked both my mother and father into raising their voices at him (which Is Not Done in my family) (seriously, my mother has never in her life raised her voice to her father) by continually spouting rightist crap and simply talking (v. loudly) over anyone's response.
I thought going to visit them was bad when Bush was in office but IT'S GOTTEN WORSE. Between Glen Beck on 24/7, my grandfather's right wing babble and bible-quoting, the thermostat perma-set at 85, and my grandmother with Alzheimer's who soils herself constantly, it's as near to hell as I've been on this earth. I know it makes my mom really sad, but she pretty much agrees that I shouldn't go visit any more. I feel guilty, but at this point I just want to cling to what childhood memories are left.
Hold me?
(wow, sorry for posting a novel. apparently I really needed that off my chest.)
smonster, have you seen this?
It's a clip of our US Rep Barney Frank fighting the stupid at one of those meetings.
I am sorry to hear about the rest of your family stuff.
Wow, that sucks. Sorry.
My wife is in despair because her parents get their news from FOX, don't trust anything on CNN, and are reading Glen Beck books.