bt, did you see this link I posted in Natter?
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.
bt, did you see this link I posted in Natter?
I did. I have no pet wallaby. I have a Wallybee, which I must say I prefer. Wallabies are very cute, though, cf: [link]
Though if it comes to that, I think Tassie devils are pretty cute too, and I wouldn't recommend one as a pet: [link]
Todd won't let me get a Dodo. Perhaps I can start asking for a Wallaby as an alternative.
Speaking of exotic pets, are there such things as dwarf camels? There are tons of alpaca farms around here, but I could swear I saw a teeny camel the other day. Could have been an alpaca, but the face is different, as is the whole profile. I was probably mistook. Still, I had to wonder.
I think some jackass has broken into the roof and is setting off fireworks. Do I care enough to go check the roof hatch in the other building? the one in my building is secure.
Speaking of exotic pets, are there such things as dwarf camels?
If there are, I know what's going on Aims's Christmas list!
Rott ears are the sweetest and softest you can imagine. Nom.
Seriously, if ever a Prime Minister got assassinated, the reaction of most of the country would be, "So do we get a day off for this?"
Um, yeah, calling Commonwealth folks on their lack of public holidays is not exactly hitting them where it hurts.
Speaking of exotic pets, are there such things as dwarf camels?
Vicuña look particularly camely, but I don't know if they ca be raised domestically. [link] Guanaco a little less so [link]
Pete does not like surprise parties either. He very seriously explained this to me, which is why I NEVER EVER plan them for him.
Pete = my dad. When we were planning Mom's surprise 60th b-day party back in '99, Dad very seriously told us that if we ever contemplated doing the same for us, he'd never talk to any of us again. I took him to Claim Jumper for his birthday this year and when the waitress came by with the dessert menu, I mentioned to him that "it's your birthday, you decide if you want dessert!" and the waitress said, "Oh, we'll get you a cupcake if you'd like." Dad agreed, but then fretted over worrying if they were going to sing to him that I had to flag her down and verify that no singing was going to happen (it didn't).