Tom doesn't know his either.
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.
I only know my own; I don't know ALFREDO'S (and I lived with him for FIVE YEARS), because my cel phone remembers such trivial things for me.
(that's my excuse, and now I'm fleeing the scorn at high speed)
I totally understand, SH. My parents' number is 6. I press six and my phone calls their house.
Yeah, the only number my daughter knows by heart is mine. So, even when she's lost at Summerfest (and borrowing a stranger's phone) in Milwaukee and I'm up in Door County, I get phone calls asking for help.
I sometimes need to look mine up. I don't like the phone, so I don't use it.
Lots of health~ma for your DH, Connie.
Yeah. I don't know Cass', or SH's, or Plei's, or ... wait, no, I do know my own number, and I know Pete's. And I know Mom & Dad's. Everyone else I have to look up.
No wonder I don't get status reports! *eyeroll*
No wonder I don't get status reports! *eyeroll*
We are NOT going to talk about your wacky microchip locator theory again. That sort of modification is expressly forbidden by the Minion & Assistant's Union.
That sort of modification is expressly forbidden by the Minion & Assistant's Union.
Yeah?! Well...well...your UNION...thingy...is expressly forbidden by...um...ME!
Yeah!