Xander ,'Conversations with Dead People'
[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.
It is my considered opinion that any mother who doesn't hear that at least once in a while, is probably not doing her job. Or has duck taped her kids' mouths shut.
Word.
When my kids say I'm mean, I tell them they're lucky they live in a fairly benevolent dictatorship.
Yeah, our new rote exchange goes something like "You're mean and you are not my friend anymore!"
"Great, then I'm doing my job."
"You're mean! Stop looking at me!"
"Save it for Dr. Phil, babe."
"You're mean! Stop looking at me!"
"Save it for Dr. Phil, babe."
If his guests said that to him I'd so watch it.
"Save it for Dr. Phil, babe."
My default is "Save it for Oprah, baby."
pancakes and bacon:
I am torn between two pairs of Mary Janes, neither of which I particularly need, you understand...
I am torn between two pairs of Mary Janes, neither of which I particularly need, you understand...
TOOORN between two loafers
Feelin' like a fool
Loving both of them
They're comfier than mules
::sticks tongue out at bt::
::sticks tongue out at bt::
Aww. Now I feel like such a heel. My words may have been laced with arch commentary, but it wasn't my sole motivation, honest.
::facepalms::