Naked GAY cruise.
Buffy ,'Chosen'
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.
It strikes me that the Folsom Street Fair people probably enjoy having a few less, um, extreme people around. After all, they can hardly shock or surprise each other and I imagine that there is some entertainment value in shocking people.
There is a poor cat crying mournfully at my back door. I'm wondering if it is my upstairs neighbor's cat that they're not supposed to have. It occasionally escapes. They're not home, and my asthma is bad enough lately that I really don't want to go near it.
It strikes me that the Folsom Street Fair people probably enjoy having a few less, um, extreme people around. After all, they can hardly shock or surprise each other and I imagine that there is some entertainment value in shocking people.
Vast entertainment value.
Beneath my semi-Victorian swoopy exterior lies someone that makes Jilli go "EEP!", cover her face, and run away - ah, the stories I can tell from dating a very interesting gentleman in San Francisco, and going to Sunday mass (St. Gregory of Nyssa's) all duded up for Folsom.
I KEED YOU NOT!
Pulls up a chair, and popcorn
6 Awesome Tricks You Can Do With Fire (That Might Kill You)
Cassie! Jilli! NO.
You either Hil. Or me for that matter. But at least we wouldn't go running over gleefully, eyes twinkling, filled with mischeif and trying to ignite water -- we'd just burn half the place down accidentally and walk away with a mystery bruise or two.
Cassie! Jilli! NO.
Trudy beat me to it. No clicking on that link you two.
Drew, Omnis, NO to you too. I don't care how cool a Ruben's Tube is, it is not your friend. And the 36 union firefighters, safety reps, monitors, standby medical staff, and ignition crew aren't in the budget any way you slice it.
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Ooh! SH, you've been to St. Gregory of Nyssa? Isn't it unbelievably gorgeous? One of my friends got married there (to tie in another topic, she wore a cream-colored corset gown from Dark Garden) and it was stunning (and warm, and kind, and all sorts of good things). If I had infinite amounts of money, I would seriously hire that icon painter to do murals all over the apartment in a heartbeat (Hec, please stop screaming--I'm pretty sure this is the icon maker who, among other things, does images of St. John of Coltrane).
If any church on earth would welcome someone all duded up for Folsom without batting an eye, it's definitely Gregory of Nyssa.
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