Our starting pitcher is out today due to food poisoning. Sucks! I mean, I want him to heal and get well and all, but it was going to be a great opening day matchup.
Book ,'Objects In Space'
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.
I had enough gold fish for my yard expansion this morning!
Only...45...more...gold...fish...to...go...!
I want more mementos, dammit.
I have no mementos. Boo.
I like my fake cats to do stuff.
I like when they're rolling around with the balls.
And I have several mementos. t smug
I like when they're rolling around with the balls.
I love the ping-pong ball, because of the way the cat bats it with its paw and then flips it back with its tail.
All the rare cats just stand there! I wish they moved around too. Maybe in a future update.
The Mister Dragonfly dangly toy is great. The cats jump up to play with it.
I finally got Ganache, who sits on top of the cat tree blinking smugly.
Remember when this thread was about boobular containment issues? Now it's about Neko Atsume. Does this mean we're old?
Nah, it means we figured out the boobular containment issues and moved on to more important matters.