Happy birthday, Sail!!
'War Stories'
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.
Happy Birthday, Sail!
Oh, I'm going to spoil myself, just not today. I got a nice little check from my dad and I'm still making of a list of things I can do with it. I am going to add mani/pedi to it, though, now that you mention it java. I've been mainly thinking of stuff on my amazon wishlist that I could get myself, but there's so much I want I can't decide!
Happy, happy birthday Sail!
Aims, that bitch needs to have the ever-lovin' shit slapped outta her.
Also?
I'm verra, verra stoned. Verra.
She totally does. She is just so damned evil sometimes.
And to put it in her face, Emeline and I just toally had a dance party in the kitchen to "Single Ladies". So ha.
Unless you're a professional, dance isn't about doing it "right." It's about having fun.
Dammit.
Perzactly!!
Childrens are so ... mind-bendingly crazy.
"Emeline! Stop. Jumping. On. Your. Bed!!"
"I'm not!! I'm doing somersaults."
t Aimee bangs head on counter
"I'm not!! I'm doing somersaults."
That sounds just like my nephew at that age. I told him to stop swinging a bag around at a store and he kept insisting he wasn't until he finally said, "I'm twirling it."
I have found possibly the smoothest, creamiest doppelbock in the history of doppelbocks. For those of you with access to Wisconsin microbrews be on the lookout for Capital Brewery's Platinum Blonde Doppelbock. Yum.