smonster, hie the to bed (after walking the dog, of course.)
'Destiny'
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.
Congratulations, Beth!
smonster, that sounds like a full day and then some.
Sweet. Thanks for the validation.
zomg. excerpt of email from the mother of my 1/2 sister: "Ellie has been talking to her Drama teacher about having Erin come to class as a guest speaker. I've told Ellie she needs to check with you, Erin, to make sure that's a possibility before finalizing anything. I hope she gets in touch shortly."
- snort*
yes, indeed. My 14 year old sister should indeed check with me before pimping me out to her high school drama class. good gracious, what would i even talk about in front of teenagers??
Yay, beth! Congrats.
Sweet dreams, smonster.
Congratulations beth! Go you!
Reason one hundred and infinity why Hubby and I do so well:
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer was just going off. Burl Ives starts to sing, and I think, "Huh, and he's dead. I bet everyone involved in making this is dead." And Hubby calls out in macabre glee: "And they're all dead!" I pause in disbelief, then say, "I was just thinking that." "Liches!" he cries. "Zombies, doomed to their annual holiday task!"
He's in an odd mood.
I actually remember the time and place of the first quest where I encountered my first lich. *sigh*
Congratulations, beth!
"Liches!" he cries. "Zombies, doomed to their annual holiday task!"
I love it! It sounds like it belongs in Pride and Prejudice and Zombies.