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)
'Harm's Way'
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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!
Yeah?! Well...well...your UNION...thingy...is expressly forbidden by...um...ME!
Uh-huh. Did you sign the forms I left on your desk? OH THAT'S RIGHT, YOU DID. Therefore you can't forbid the union. Ha!
(Don't aim the death ray at meeee! Reliable assistants are hard to find, you said so!)