Congrats, Seska!
Happy Birthday, Andi!
William ,'Conversations with Dead People'
[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.
Congrats, Seska!
Happy Birthday, Andi!
I have to warn you all that morning's on its way.
Don't let it catch you unprepared, like it caught me. Go to bed early and sleep, God dammit.
(Things I should have heard and listened to last night)
I have to warn you all that morning's on it's way.
Nooooooooo!!!!!
Because Aims did this to me on Facebook:
I, Aims, once again declare that my husband Joe, aka Miracleman, is nothing less than sex walking and I hereby recant any stated desire I've ever had for camels or new puppies of any kind.
On a more personal note: I'm so very sorry, Jilli. Much peace to you and your family.
Oh, fucktitude.
Sorry, Steph. I truly apologize for raping the English grammar. I should remember not to post here before coffee.
Shir, that wasn't why I posted "Noooooooo!" (I actually didn't notice the errant apostrophe until just now) -- I posted that because of morning looming ominously on the horizon.
Shir, that wasn't why I posted "Noooooooo!" (I actually didn't notice the errant apostrophe until just now) -- I posted that because of morning looming ominously on the horizon.
Well, you have only yourself to blame, mister. I know how much you cherish these apostrophes and commas and semicolons.
But yet, mornings are the cruelest month.
But yet, mornings are the cruelest month.
Heheehhehheeheheheheh.
I have to warn you all that morning's on it's way.
I'm OK with that. Because Morning is still Sunday. Monday, however, is to be avoided.