Yay Nate!
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.
Chocolate croissant: I'm giving myself a bloodsplatter manicure, zombie style. I just hope the red and green doesn't come out Christmasy.
In response to a liberal-type link I posted in facebook, my brother just said, "Tea Party is the only group that has a real clue!"
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I just don't know what to say to him.
I just don't know what to say to him.
Yeah, me nether.
Although you could ask him what specific programs he'd cut to balance the budget.
"clue to what?"
"Colonel Mustard in the Library with a pipe?"
"Colonel Mustard in the Library with a pipe?"
BWAH! I had the same thought, Connie!
wrod. clue? To what besides being perpetually pissed. Which, O don't know whether to cry about or think they are stealing my gig.
ye gods, my cat has poop hidden craftily in his tail fur, which i just discovered when he trailed it across my face *gag*
why do i feed, house, and clean up after these beasts????
Oh, dear, erin_o, that is one of the less prepossessing qualities of catdom.