amyth!! Bumper stickers. YOU CAN PUT BUMPER STICKERS ON YOUR CAR. Or not. But you have bumpers on which to put stickers!
Speaking of, remember my crew member with the Jayne hat? She has an Alliance builder's plaque sticker on her car. [link]
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amyth!! Bumper stickers. YOU CAN PUT BUMPER STICKERS ON YOUR CAR. Or not. But you have bumpers on which to put stickers!
Speaking of, remember my crew member with the Jayne hat? She has an Alliance builder's plaque sticker on her car. [link]
Alien pregnancy.
As long as it's not a chest-burster? Or doesn't put me in a higher-being coma while it takes over the world with hungry love? Or... do I have ANY good options, here? I didn't ASK for the [vaginal] probe. I DIDN'T ask for the vaginal probe. I didn't ask for the VAGINAL probe...
Those are cool. (eta: and by "those" I mean the Alliance builder's plaques, not the probe)
I have reading mudflap girl decal that A. gave me ages ago. I should just drive (!!!) over to Chapel Hill Comics.
I have to share this. My sister got the following message from a guy on OKC:
How could you not email him back?
Turns out, she HID IT IN HER BOOT.
Dag, she's tricksy.
Still, not as embarrassing as when Emmett took handcuffs to school and used them on a schoolfriend.
(They were novelty cuffs from the magic shop that had a secret release for Houdini tricks. Still.)
Guys, I don't even know what to do. The deep bone infection in my dad's knee that put him in the hospital/rehab back in August has had so many setbacks along with other health problems. He doesn't even have a knee anymore- the orthopedic surgeon fused his two leg bones together. He's had UTIs, skin problems, and was going in for tests today for some stomach issues and AFTER they pumped him full of laxatives in preparation for a colonoscopy they discovered another external infestation of the infection and put him in the hospital.
He's sitting in his own shit that he can't control, alone in a hospital room because my mother has gone home to get some rest so she can get there early tomorrow morning and stave off a nervous breakdown, and scared out of his mind that they are going to tell him tomorrow they are going to amputate his leg.
My mom is fully on the edge of a breakdown and I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. I don't have the money or vacation time to go up there now. Thinking about taking advantage of the time off I get at Mardi Gras to fly out. But, ugh, travelling in winter and ugh, it is going to suck so hard. But it's my turn. Embrace the suck.
Dream!Tim's reaction to the human baby changing to a cat/dog hybrid was, "Well, NOW we're not going to name it 'Clint.' "
True. A cat/dog hybrid baby is more of a Hawkeye.
Oh, I am so sorry, Nora.
Oh, Nora. I'm so sorry. That is absolutely awful, and y'all don't need any more of that crap right now. Let me know if I can do anything.
Oh jeez, Nora. That's so awful.