Ain't no cute drunk girls chasing me, I tell you what.
I am slightly sad that I didn't check the ring finger of the cute little pharmacist who listened so politely (poor thing) to my complaint. And then I remembered that my best contribution to your tail getting chased is pom-pom waving, anyway. Clamping fingers together to prevent emoticon usage.
Thanks for the kind words, all. I am still sitting on a friend's couch snuggling her dog. I need to go home soon to shower and prep for auditions tonight. Part of me wants to be home, but I know it won't be home without Mickey.
Ain't no cute drunk girls chasing me, I tell you what.
You gots to get yourself to NOLA!
Ain't no cute drunk girls chasing me, I tell you what.
oh I laughed long and hard at this.
Speaking of feathers, some really lovely pictures here -
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eta: some serious boobage about 3/4 of the way down. Work alert.
I did it. I have an appt. 3/6 to get Arthur's balls chopped off. About damned time. Poor guy. But it'll be better for you, I know.
FWIW, Arthur is, of course, my dog.
amych, thanks for the link. Too drunk to drop the knowledge.
sj, congrats!
And also, {{smonster}}.
I'm afraid to go to bed tonight. But at least I'm not alone? Sorry to hear other orgistas had the same problem last night.
For a second there, my brain saw that as orgyists, and I was jealous.
Get some restful sleep, Shir. Dream of the Doctor!!