I'm all about the benjamins, Cashmere...
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.
It helps if the Benjamins are kissing, though, right?
Aw yeah...
We interrupt your regularly scheduled autoerotic slashing of American elder statesmen to advise that I have now purchased the soundtrack to Help!
bout time bt.
I hadn't even realised I didn't have it! Madness.
I believe it's my favourite early Beatles album. (I use Rubber Soul and Revolver to delineate mid-Beatles.) Now that I've noticed it, anyway.
And I would like to announce that I can design two shows at once, from another continent, with both hands tied behind my back, and a weight chained to my ankle. In my sleep.
Also, my designs can totally kick your designs' asses.
You have learned well, Padawan.
Also, my designs can totally kick your designs' asses.
That they can, Sean. Go, you!
I've been having fun with this physics game [link] Crush the Castle 2 - fun with trebuchets.