I am laughing so hard Ginger. Mr. P must be having the time of his life.
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 love the Mr. Peabody stories.
(Pulling stuff out of the pantry revealed they had eaten a rather large amount of oatmeal.) The mouse in the linen closet was after oatmeal bath stuff, which I hadn't mentally processed as "food."
Who knew mice cared so much about dietary fiber?
(Also, my contribution wasn't meant to be anonymous on the list of supporters. But I figured the Batman and papier-mache zeppelin references would make it clear who I was.)
Yeah, I checked to see if I could edit the "supporters" to put your name there instead of anonymous, but alas I cannot. The only thing I can edit there is to add folks who've promised payments through check or some other offline means.
Aww, thanks! It's a good thing Batman is my calling card.
You can tell it's not me, because I say dirigible.
HAHAHAHAHA
(Psssssssst $3,000.00!!!!!!!!)
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Gooo teeeaaaaamm GINGER!