Didn't mean to kill the thread. Sorry.
Spike's Bitches 44: It's about the rules having changed.
[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'm trying to think of the places around here that deliver, and it's not too many (damn the suburbs!). Just the usual pizza places (which all serve a wide variety of other stuff than pizza, from Italian Beefs and burgers to pasta, salad, ribs, and chicken dishes), as well as a Chinese place and a Thai place (which doesn't deliver on Sundays).
Not much delivers around where I live either. Pizza is pretty much it. OTOH, everything is a short drive so carry out is easy. At least it would be if the road that connected the two parts of town wasn't closed.
I think Jilli should be allowed to have all the sugar she wants. And fire.
(sits 3,000 miles away and contemplates the possibilities)
Two good things that go great together.
Sugar + Fire = nummy caramelized sugar.
S'mores!!!
I caved and ordered pizza. I'm already in inside pants and have no desire to change back out of them.
My dad just told me next year for my mumbledeesomethingth birthday, he'll take me on a 10 day trip anywhere in the world I want to go. Now I have to figure out where to go. And finally get my damned passport.
K-K-K-K-K-Kathmandu!