she moves around like the gentlemen, just hovering. YOU KNOW I AM RIGHT!
'The Message'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Beth, she can't hear you. I'm pretty sure she can read, though. All I know is someone hooked up the spare laptop in the guestroom.
Yeah, but that could've been Owen.
Yeah, but that could've been Owen.
I wouldn't put it past him.
she moves around like the gentlemen, just hovering. YOU KNOW I AM RIGHT!
Oh dear gods, msbelle!!! SO not the nicest.
That's just great. Now I'm gonna die screaming.
Ahhh, Belinda, the gift that keeps on giving. Best money I ever spent was on postage sending her to her rightful owner, Nicole. Instead of acting on my first instinct, aptly summed up by Jilli as: "Ahhhh! Burn it! Burn it with fire!"
That's just great. Now I'm gonna die screaming.
At least you won't die in your sleep. Because there's no sleeping now that Belinda is hovering over your face when you close your eyes.
Geeeeez! I'm in a HOTEL ROOM, people! I know she could just APPEAR!!
At least you won't die in your sleep. Because there's no sleeping now that Belinda is hovering over your face when you close your eyes.
ACK.
Ok, I am never sleeping again.
on giving. Best money I ever spent was on postage sending her to her rightful owner, Nicole. Instead of acting on my first instinct, aptly summed up by Jilli as: "Ahhhh! Burn it! Burn it with fire!"
Why the HELL didn't you listen to me? This is like you people who refuse to listen to my warnings about bubble tea. When the Deep Ones rise and you all start sprouting tentacles, don't come crying to me.