Hey baby, wanna go find a quiet place and ... fuddle around?
Aaaaaaaand vomit.
Hey baby, wanna go find a quiet place and ... fuddle around?
Shue, I think all your posts are now slutting for Sara...
Shue, I think all your posts are now slutting for Sara...
@CM: Kinda rude, no?
They havent even met yet. I dont think. Maybe.
Not that this has anything to do with your resident Demon Spawn, but remember earlier today and my shopping spree?
This is one of my purchases:
I've been discovered!!
Your life, and YOUR EARS, you keep, and I'll tell you why.
So that every shriek of every child at seeing your hideousness will be yours to cherish. Every babe that weeps at your approach. Every woman who cries out 'Dear God, what is that thing?' will echo in your perfect ears.
*chokes on own laughter*
Inconcievable!
Not that this has anything to do with your resident Demon Spawn, but remember earlier today and my shopping spree?
This is one of my purchases:
@CM: Kinda rude, no?
They havent even met yet. I dont think. Maybe.
I <3 you guys and TPB sooo much!
Soooo preeetty!! Want!
I chose the wrong time to leave the thread, huh?
It was the best of times, it's was the fuddlest of times...
Did you get your cinnamon?
MMmmmmmmmmm 8) me wantie!!A lady lock is a creme-filled flaky pastry, usually about the size of a finger. (like these) A giant lady lock is a 7" long version. It's, um, not very lady-like.
Count me in for a platter of giant cream-filled peeners too.
Probably best not to...Hello, all! Just swinging in to say hi at the end of Friday. What up? (And dare I ask why Marian's chastity belt is in the cantina?)
Hello.
Automatic win.
I find I fipple when I tuddle... okay that sounds a lot worse.I often fuddle when I tipple. *nods*
Oh yeah. Innocent smut. Uh-huh.*leaves the thread for a bit*
This is getting too... erm... you know... for me.
*continues to write her smut*
*iz, of course, writing perfectly innocent smut*
*nods*
Oooooooohhhhhhhhhhh meeeee likey! It's nice! Rawr!!Not that this has anything to do with your resident Demon Spawn, but remember earlier today and my shopping spree?
This is one of my purchases:
It was the best of times, it's was the fuddlest of times...
Did you get your cinnamon?
Hi guys, whats happe....
*reads THREE PAGES*
I chose the wrong time to leave the thread, huh?
Hello.
My name is Inigo Montoya.
You killed my father.
PREPARE TO DIE.
Also got milk and wine. There were a lot of people buying booze in the liquor store (which is in my grocery, which won't be shocking to anyone not in PA).
We don't have liquor stores here. All our booze is sold in grocery stores.
Hello.
My name is Inigo Montoya.
You killed my father.
PREPARE TO DIE.
I find I fipple when I tuddle... okay that sounds a lot worse.
Yup. I bought the 8.75 oz jar.
Anyway, yeah. It's Pennsylvania. The laws are weird.
Yup. I bought the 8.75 oz jar.
Also got milk and wine. There were a lot of people buying booze in the liquor store (which is in my grocery, which won't be shocking to anyone not in PA).
Driving was a nightmare, though... everyone was in OMG mode, since the winter storm warning starts at 7pm. I guess they thought the roads would instantly become ice-covered when the clock ticked over to 7 or something...
It hasn't started snowing. The roads are dry.
My son randomly comes up to me and says "'scuse me, but do you have six fingers on your right hand?" Once I said yes, and he flipped.
Everybody's laws seem weird to me. There needs to be a travel guide including the state rules, hours and alcohol content restrictions. It would really be useful to people like me who randomly drive cross-country every now and again.
I like Texas's laws, which include drive-through liquor stores. You don't even have to learn the rules, just have a car.