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Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[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.
When I say he's the sweetest guy, I really mean it. He was as nice to me upon meeting me as I'd expect him to be if he had known me for years. I don't think there's a mean bone in his body.
I had to change a verb because I don't want to start talking about him in the past tense already. That would be weird.
{{P-C & friend}}
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Oh P-C, I'm so very sorry about your friend.
I'm choking back a platitude about the monsters who live till 90+
Andi, that's hilarious. I LOL'd. It takes a lot, or a sudden, to make me LOL. Bonny, I'd have smacked with more than a stare. I mean, I'd have smacked the door of the vehicle, could I have reached it. Glad both were actual misses.
sj, cookies FTW. And hopes your ironfusion kicks into effectiveness soon.
P-C, I'm so sorry.
I mean, I'd have smacked the door of the vehicle, could I have reached it. Glad both were actual misses.
Thanks Bev. Had I been alone, I'd have gotten all up in their grills, but my priority was getting the little guy to safety.
It just feels like a bad day.
I've been doing a food log and being mindful of portions. I'm in such a mood, all I want to do is EAT!