God, so sorry Steph. Words are inadequate, but I send whatever vibes you and Tim need.
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.
meara I am going to create a politics friends group and I'll leave you off that feed so that you don't have to unfollow me completely on the book of face.
I'm so sorry, Steph.
Apparently he had a heart attack last night, possibly in his sleep. 58 is too damn young. God damn. I'm getting all he'll-never-have-fruit-punch in my brain.
Oh no, Steph! I'm so sorry.
Oh, Steph. Jesus. I'm so sorry.
sj, that's awful! I'm sorry about that, too.
I'm so sorry, Steph.
I am sorry to hear about your friend, Tep.
Oh, Tep. I'm sorry.
Teppy, how awful. I'm so sorry for you and Tim. You've had way too much of this.