Good grief, WS. I wish clue sticks were an available service on demand. You did good.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[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.
ION unsweetened almond-coconut milk combo with chocolate syrup IS fantastic.
that sounds fantastic, WS
The only problem is, eventually I got to the bottom of the glass. That made me sad.
Damn. I wish I had more chocolate syrup.
Lunar Eclipse!!!! Woohoo!!!
DER BLUTMOND!
It's just more metal in German.
Conversation today with Ryan while grocery shopping:
Me: "Ryan, I think you might be a cheeky boy."
Ryan: "No, I'm not cheeky! Don't call me that!"
Me: "But I'm not sure if I can, Ryan, because sometimes you're just so cheeky!"
Ryan: "If you say that... I'll give you Diet Coke."
Me: "I'm not sure that's going to convince me that you're not a cheeky boy. Are you saying you'll do that to stop me saying it?"
Ryan: "Yes."
Me: "But Ryan, I think you're just too cheeky for me not to mention it."
Ryan: "...I'll give you coriander."
Me: "Well, that escalated quickly."
bt, it is my fervent wish from this moment forward, to have someone in my life as clever and hilarious as you.
I would give up my other two wishes were a genie to grant me that one!
I'd pay good money to be front row for the BT and Ryan show on a regular basis.