I hope I can send brackets anyway {{Bonny}}
Mal: Ready? Zoe: Always.
'Serenity'
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.
Typo Boy - Aug 23, 2010 3:29:27 pm PDT #29756 of 30000
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.
Steph L. - Aug 23, 2010 3:36:32 pm PDT #29757 of 30000
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated
bonny, you're not a wet blanket! I'm glad you feel safe enough here to say anything. And thank you for saying it.
beekaytee - Aug 23, 2010 3:39:40 pm PDT #29758 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant
Now I feel all sniffly (thanks for the warmth) and am having a mad craving for pound cake. Go, powers of suggestion!
I think I'm going to slide right off my fairly successful diet (1200 calories per day) and go get some of the kettlecorn I like so much...watch some Primeval and go to bed early.
Yep. That's the ticket.
Nora Deirdre - Aug 23, 2010 3:44:15 pm PDT #29759 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Oh, Bonny. So sorry about the trigger.
omnis_audis - Aug 23, 2010 3:52:14 pm PDT #29760 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
I was wondering what caused 150 posts. Who knew, the birds and the bees.
Dad gave the talk as he dropped me off for college, half out the door, he said "oh, and don't forget, if you go to a party, wear a party hat. See ya at Christmas". I looked quizzical, and then he gave the "you know..." look, and then it all made sense. He smiled, and drove back to New York. Thankfully, my step father had the Playboy channel, and tons of porn paperback novels.
As for school. My 6th grade year, a fellow 6th grader was pregnant, so they decided to start health class in 6th grade instead of 8th grade. Like others, it was the STD/AIDS/contraception failure rate stuff. Which scared the beejeebeez out of me. Worked. Far better than "don't do it!" speech. Alas, We then had health class 6th, 7th, 8th, and half of 9th grade. And since I moved in 9th grade, I had to take the half in both my schools. I was so over that class, it wasn't even funny. I remember one year a student asking "when are they going to teach us how to actually do it?"
amych - Aug 23, 2010 3:53:56 pm PDT #29761 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
if you go to a party, wear a party hat. See ya at Christmas
Just me, or does this sound vaguely like getting The Talk from Roger Sterling?
quester - Aug 23, 2010 3:54:33 pm PDT #29762 of 30000
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
Oh, bonny. Yes, have the kettle corn and Primeval and {{{{}}}}}}!
omnis_audis - Aug 23, 2010 3:58:12 pm PDT #29763 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Just me, or does this sound vaguely like getting The Talk from Roger Sterling?
Booze level would be about right. Wealth level, nsm.
omnis_audis - Aug 23, 2010 5:25:05 pm PDT #29764 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir
Following the advice Shir gave me that is my tagline...I finally called the gal who gave me her phone number at the baby shower. I used the excuse I forgot her name, and thus couldn't look it up easily in my phone (yes, she entered her name and number in my iPhone). Since D gave birth to said baby of honor from the shower, I thought it a good way to try and reconnect. Went to voicemail. Left a message. Yes, I am blushing. I am *SO* not a player!
beth b - Aug 23, 2010 5:43:13 pm PDT #29765 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
pound cake -- good. very good