Poor puppy!
Do I wish I was somebody else right now. Somebody not... married, not madly in love with a beautiful woman who can kill me with her pinkie!
Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Daisy Jane - Apr 05, 2011 11:51:00 am PDT #19135 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Fred Pete - Apr 05, 2011 12:02:27 pm PDT #19136 of 30000
Ann, that's a ferret.
Best wishes for Dallas.
Trudy Booth - Apr 05, 2011 12:17:56 pm PDT #19137 of 30000
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart
I'm pretty sure she'll be ok once the weather changes.
Beverly - Apr 05, 2011 12:27:52 pm PDT #19138 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
I sympathize with Dallas. And with her human.
Stephanie - Apr 05, 2011 12:30:21 pm PDT #19139 of 30000
Trust my rage
Thanks for the birthday wishes. I got lots of flowers and chocolates and it has been a nice relaxing day. And yesterday, I won a case and my client was returned to his wife and five kids brut was even better than today.
Liese S. - Apr 05, 2011 12:31:13 pm PDT #19140 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Aww, that's wonderful for a pre-birthday awesome. You rock.
Zenkitty - Apr 05, 2011 12:34:56 pm PDT #19141 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Excellent, Nonian, and happy birthday!
Connie Neil - Apr 05, 2011 12:49:14 pm PDT #19142 of 30000
brillig
Oh, god, dude, no, flush the toilet after we're done with the call. I don't need to know I've been chatting with you while you're in the john.
edit: Be well, Dallas!
Daisy Jane - Apr 05, 2011 12:53:27 pm PDT #19143 of 30000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Ha! That happened at last week's town hall before the meeting. Something like 200 people on a call, and a hundred or so more in several conference rooms across the country, and while we waited for one of the muckity mucks to start speaking...a toilet flushes.
brenda m - Apr 05, 2011 1:19:04 pm PDT #19144 of 30000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Jeez, people. That's what the mute button is for. That and catty tabletalk.