Sympathies, Steph.
'Out Of Gas'
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.
Oy, Steph.
Steph, I hope that trend ends soon and only thing you'll be expecting every month are paychecks.
Man, Teppy - that just sucks.
I hope one of your more annoying cow-orkers volunteers.
In the subject line? What did she put in the body?
Um, this might be tacky, but I've got a list. Are you willing to travel? Also, jesus, Steph's Mom, can't you say he was up on the roof first?
Also, jesus, Steph's Mom, can't you say he was up on the roof first?
Ahahahahaha!!!!! I wish I had thought of that when I replied!
What did she put in the body?
"just found out - OMG! he died in his sleep last night. just talked to [cousin] -- she's with Aunt W."
I guess there's no graceful way to lead into that, but still.
Tep, I'm glad you know that joke...it'd be hard to 'splain.
I guess there's no graceful way to lead into that, but still.
I don't know. It could have been the knock knock joke.
Trying to see the half-full... nope, still not working.
Again, I'm sorry, Steph.
Oh, urgh, Steph. So sorry, but glad that Uncle Woody had a good life.