Hey, Erin! I was thinking about you and hoping everything was going okay. Hope you have easy breezy recuperating!
'Objects In Space'
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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.
One person sent a feedback saying, "All of you should have 'I love Connie' t-shirts made and wear them every Friday."
Yay—go Connie!
Hoping for a quick and as painfree as possible recovery for Erin.
And Connie - yay!
Following Vortex's suggestion - perhaps the Bitch cabal should deal with each other's problem relationships. We can tell someone else's parent to back off, break up with people we don't like any more, deal with problem bosses/employees. Sound good?
There was just a family on A Baby Story with the last name Bitchatcho. And they had a little girl. Oy!
There was just a family on A Baby Story with the last name Bitchatcho. And they had a little girl. Oy!
Did they give her a "B" first name, like "Barbara"?
I'm hoping her first name was Spikesatcho.
Did they give her a "B" first name, like "Barbara"?
Ima?
Ivana?
Ida Dora?
Ugh, meara.
Yay for no more ill-tempered girly bits, Erin. I hope your recovery goes quickly.
And so we have returned from retrieving my snow-bound car. Daniel is once again my hero for chipping the ice away from the bases of the windshield wipers, as they were indeed thoroughly encrusted.