Numero Cinco ,'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
[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.
Why does my brain do this to me?? I emailed the girl I met in San Fran, saying I'd e in her town next week, would she be free for dinner r a drink? (I, of course, am hoping more, but she was fun, so I'd be ok with just dinner). And just because I sent it last night at like 8pm, brain is all "she hasn't emailed you yet! She hated you and never wants to see you again! The cake was a lie!"
Hey, what are you doing with my brain?
Hey, what are you doing with my brain?
So many sulci, so few fingers.
My brian's over here thinking, "but meara and P-C are so cool! How can they not see how super lucky anyone would be to date them?"
My brian's over here thinking, "but meara and P-C are so cool! How can they not see how super lucky anyone would be to date them?"
Laga apparently has mine.
Help! I don't want to go run errands yet. I haven't finished my tea. Let's talk about something controversial.
I love cilantro, olives, and serial commas, and I'm not afraid to say it!
I also really like oatmeal.
I was so miffed the other day, I bought a jar of "Mediterranean Olive mix" and all it had were pitted green olives and pepperoncini.
People who think cats are not good companions because they are selfish and cannot be loyal have never had a good friendship with a cat.
(the peppers were tasty, though)
Ooh I just had the best oatmeal. I made a big pot but nobody else wanted any so I put a bowl in the fridge and when I microwaved it the next day it was like oatmeal bread pudding.