My favorite response came from a friend of mine who said, "Dude, I'm Jewish and even I know that you don't mess with the nuns. He's in for a world of hurt."
Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
Dana, can you use your hotel key card?
/enabler
I HAVE NO UTENSILS.
You have fingers and no witnesses. Eat the cheesecake.
I am so seriously considering using my key card. I mean, downstairs is not that far away, but I'm in my pajamas! I thought there would at least be a spoon for coffee.
You have fingers and no witnesses. Eat the cheesecake.
Yup. We won't tell.
Just wash the keycard.
We won't tell.
unless Tweeting counts...?
Key card smells weird. I think fingers would be too messy and waste too much good stuff. I tasted the whipped cream. I think it might be actual whipped cream.
I'm going to have to go downstairs, damnit.
I HAVE NO UTENSILS.
you have fingers.
I support and validate your decision to go downstairs, Dana. Whatever gets you cheesecake.
I would go with the fingers.
I saw a commercial today in support of the health care bill from the Catholic Hospital Association (or some such - the other major Catholic group taking a stand v the bishops).