Are you certain that dog is not a goose? I mean really really sure?
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.
Look at this brindle boxer: [link].
Hmm, Ginger, you have a point.
I need more data to be sure. I'll cross my fingers for a golden egg tomorrow.
I don't know if they left me a tip, or they've started pooping currency.
Isn't a penny an insult tip? Have you been slacking on service lately?
I don't know if they left me a tip, or they've started pooping currency.
Isn't a penny an insult tip? Have you been slacking on service lately?
Hey, they're DOGS; they don't have any concept of finance!
...I think.
I dunno. Most pets play with the cheap/free things and ignore the real expensive toys. Seems they have an excellent, if not inverted, sense of finance. By that logic, they gave you a HUGE tip. Maybe you should slack, and they'll leave you a Sacajawea coin.
Then you have to ask, where are the dogs getting money? Perhaps they're stealing kids' lunch money.
OTOH, maybe it's best you don't know. To maintain plausible deniability.
I put some Orajel on my wisdom tooth socket, because it was hurting, and I think I used too much, because now that whole cheek and that side of my tongue are numb. Very odd feeling.
The counter guy at Subway looks very much like Orlando Bloom with longish hair. It was very distracting, and I realized that comments on his looks from a nearly-50-year-old woman leans towards creepy. Sigh. At least I can still look.
I had a few glasses of Bushmills tonights and more than a few toasts were raised to my dad. Some wonderful conversations with the folks I've worked with on the ship over this cruise.
On the way back to my cabin a few tears shed missing my dad. Still a bit red eyed and weepy. He was a great guy with faults, and with a great sense of humor. I think what I'm missing is the plans I had in my head to hang out with him as he became an old man. He wasn't perfect by far, and I had plenty of clashes with him, but in the end he did right by me, and I miss in ways that physically hurt.
Right now I need to pack so that I can be ready to clear customs on the ship at 6:45 am.