All the cool kids are clicking it.
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.
Oh, I clicked it. I am a big fat liar who lies.
I couldn't help it; I had to know.
Slap my 'fro, gov.
Aims, that's wonderful! I'm so happy for you, and for her, for getting to know you!
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Totally unexpected. I LOLd.
apartment~ma, askye.
A furtooel sloomber perty vhere-a nutheeng is TMI. Ooh, und sume-a ooff us theenk Speeke-a is hut. Um de hur de hur de hur.
CRYING WITH LAUGHTER.
booty dance
awwww yeah. Oh, and your sister emailing is good too
Hee!
Also, yay Aims!
Yay Aims!
Congrats Pix and all hail the comfy chair! I mean...the English Chair! (and i desperately want that bookshelf chair. I bet i could curl up real nice in that)
I vote for a Natter title of "Ooffff-tupeec deescoossiun. Bork bork bork!"
We interrupt your regularly scheduled Swedish Chef to bring you a few more photos of Ryan: [link]
Mostly it's just an excuse to link to this photo, which I think captures him rather well: [link]
Awww, thank you for spreading the joy.