For weeks I hid the lysol behind rolls of toilet paper because I can't quite throw it away (just seems like that would be rude and wasteful.) New cans just kept showing up. Eventually there were five in the ladies' room. It's an endless, losing battle i'm waging against the evil Lysol spray. And the worst is that I'm not really sure who's even on the other side. No one will fess up.
Anya ,'Showtime'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[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.
she was saying that an event like today's should make us want to keep the "In God We Trust".
God seems to be doing a piss-poor job.
I'm always disturbed by people who say that god saved their child. What did god have against the rest of the six-year-olds?
I'm always disturbed by people who say that god saved their child. What did god have against the rest of the six-year-olds?
Yes, this.
I am so angry that I can't even. I CAN'T. EVEN.
Hey, I believe and feel the same way. I think that attitude shows a preciously shallow understanding. God doesn't want 1st graders to die, asshats.
Er... you're not the asshats. To be clear.
I'm an asshat.
t thumbs up!
At home, when we're not doing the thumbs up (which we are almost always doing the thumbs up), we say, "We're number 1!"
Ahahaha, you guys, I just have to share this. Last night, the rope group (which is what it sounds like: people who get together to learn/practice different techniques and whatnot, but not a party) had a Christmas party (I know, I *just* said "not a party," but it's December, so it was more festive than learning shit). So instead of learning something new, there was a contest to see who could decorate their partner most festively -- people used lights and garland and whatnot. Just silly stuff.
So Tim and I were one of the "winners" (not really a big competition; more like, hey, you did this, so have a prize), and the "prize"? A CANDY NECKLACE.
I laughed for about a full minute. And then I had to explain how my worlds just collided. It was hilarious.
Teppy, that is too funny.
My niece giving Santa her best "I'm bored" look link. She most often looks bored and/or annoyed in photos.
My cousin's little girls took such a bad picture with Santa she sent a card with the 2 of them being fussy saying they were on the naughty list and they'll try again next year. It was cute.