That reminds me of this comic: [link].
Ha!
Lorne ,'Smile Time'
[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.
That reminds me of this comic: [link].
Ha!
So nice to see Cindy's pixels in the morning. Even when she's sticking her thumb in my eye, I know she's doing it with love.
Hi Cindy! I'm sure I have responses to your awesome post but there Is no coffee in this house. Oops. Somehow I saw her point out the coffee maker and my brain told me there was coffee too. Dang.
That was a fun catch up. Nice meara.
Dear supervisor - it's cold and rainy and we can't do this work in the rain. Please just give us the word to pull off and work our other site. Kthxbye.
Oh Sail, so sorry to hear about Tucker. This really has been a brutal winter!
I'm reading parts of dissertation on historical subject. The writer didn't separate primary sources from secondary sources.
There's gotta be an extra special branch in hell for these folks.
We know child molesters and people who talk in the theater go to the special hell. So the extra special hell is for historians who muddle their historical documents and... who else goes there?
who else goes there?
The person(s) responsible for the propagation of the misuse of the word "literal."
Also, the inventor of the elliptical machine, but that may just be my sore bottom talking.
The inventor of the CD jewel case.
Bobby Goldsboro, for "Honey"
People who write in library books.
{{Sail}} I'm sorry for your loss. Georgia was extra snuggly after I lost Brandy too. I don't know if it was to comfort me or her.
Let's see. Glasses rim side down, TP over, last person out of bed makes it, but no tucked in sheets ever. We didn't bother to make the bed for about 20 years and just started a couple years ago. It is rather nice to find it made when I get home.
My biggest fight with DH#2 was about his lack of organization in his clothes drawers. He had no sock drawer or shirt drawer. Stuff just got stuffed wherever he found room. My position was, "how the hell do you ever find anything," and his position of course was, "whatever drawer I open has everything I need."