Emeline was kissing on the playground again. Her and a little boy playing "Sleeping Beauty". Sigh.
And you get calls for this? Every day when I pick Mal up he tells me they were playing KISSY GIRLS!!!! again. (caps his).
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Emeline was kissing on the playground again. Her and a little boy playing "Sleeping Beauty". Sigh.
And you get calls for this? Every day when I pick Mal up he tells me they were playing KISSY GIRLS!!!! again. (caps his).
I got a phone call, have to sign a thing and send it back with her tomorrow, and I have a sneaking suspicion there's a good chance if it happens again (this is the second time), she could get suspended.
I was greeted by a tray of baklava, including some amazing pistachio baklava, so that made things a little better.
I would like the opportunity to set up an independent investigation into the efficacy of pistachio baklava as a mood enhancer.
But I still need a hole drilled in my skull to let the demons out.You have my sympathy. Icky nasty sinus pain.
We used to pin the boys down and kiss them because they hated it.
Just gotta accept that you're gonna sweat, try to take it easy, and walk in the shade.
It's the secret to living in the South.
We used to pin the boys down and kiss them because they hated it.
Girls never did that to me.
They still don't.
Just gotta accept that you're gonna sweat, try to take it easy, and walk in the shade.
It's the secret to living in the South.
Maycomb was a tired old town, even in 1932 when I first knew it. Somehow, it was hotter then. Men's stiff collars wilted by nine in the morning; ladies bathed before noon, after their 3 o'clock naps, and by nightfall were like soft teacakes with frosting from sweating and sweet talcum.
Er, sorry? Plei's already lectured me about this sort of weather meaning less jam.
Among other things. It also means you'll be shelling out more $$$ on your heating bills.
I *have* been taking 3 o'clock naps since moving down here.
Ah, the south.
Just gotta accept that you're gonna sweat
Ditto. That's why I have to break up with my great deodorant for the summer - it's the kind that you're still sweat in it, but it doesn't smell. Hardly a problem in the winter, but in the summer.. sheesh. I have to do it because a lot of the shirts I like are showing that I'm sweating, and it's no sexy and shit and I'm starting to get really embarrassed by that (which provokes even more sweating, of course).
I really don't wanna stop using my current deodorant, but I wanna wear other colors but black.
Speaking of which. I don't know how I feel about a certain shirt I have. Are there any Bitches around interested to advise me on the yay or nay front?