Hey, a gal's got to do what a gal's got to do.
Giles ,'Selfless'
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.
I'm trying to figure out if it will freak them out of I make, like, eight more cups.
It's not like you're hoping they'll be cool with you shooting up in the corner -- make the coffee!
Haha! My addiction is so shameful!
Just don't shoot up the coffee.
Great news, amyth!
That's so great to hear, amyth.
Great news, amych!
Random true neurology fact - singing comes from a completely different area of the brain than speech, and brother-of-amych's cover of "That's Amore" was probably less slurred than his speech.
Awesome fact, Sean!
But probably still terrible. All three of us, like our father, are awful singers. Only our mother could sing. But I'm sure it was wonderful to hear!
Excellent news, amyth.
And not coincidentally, I've been earwormed with "That's Amore" (Dean Martin version) all morning.
My 5 year old nephew apparently got in trouble at school for standing on the lunchroom tables singing "That's Amore".