Very nice!! I dread sandal season, due to the plethora of nasty piggies.here ya go. Deej.
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Very nice!! I dread sandal season, due to the plethora of nasty piggies.here ya go. Deej.
I threw up a little in my mouth.
Exposure and Quackery? If you expose yourself to ducks, the ducks are going to quack. It's just how they roll. Let's leave the poor ducks out of this...geezzzz......List of Reasons for Admission to An Insane Asylum from the Late 1800s
It's so uncool that the spoiler thing doesn't work when you use Reply.
Do you have a fear of spiders? Cuz I thought when that guy was cutting up the camel spider up above you found it disturbing. What I found disturbing was when he put it in his mouth and chewed it up.It's so uncool that the spoiler thing doesn't work when you use Reply.
But it did, didn't it? or are you being sarcastic?It's so uncool that the spoiler thing doesn't work when you use Reply.
No, when I hit Reply, the spoiler was all opened up inside the window andBut it did, didn't it? or are you being sarcastic?
Ohhhhh, I see. Yikes! I wonder why it doesn't stay closed?No, when I hit Reply, the spoiler was all opened up inside the window andSorry I'm so sarcastic all the time. No, really.there was the big icky spider on the man's face ooh.
Crazy thing is sometimes it seems to work, other times no.Ohhhhh, I see. Yikes! I wonder why it doesn't stay closed?
I walk into rooms all the time and wonder why the h*ll I'm there. I have to go back and do re-enactments of my walking in the room. Good lord. Does menopause brain fog EVER go away?''Have you ever walked into a room and found a vampire?
No, not the sexy kind, but a foul creature with bony limbs and ashen skin? The kind that snarls as you enter, like a beast about to pounce? The kind that roots you to the spot with its sunken, hypnotic eyes, rendering you unable to flee as you watch the hideous thing uncoil from the shadows? Has your heart started racing though your legs refuse to? Have you felt time slow as the creature crosses the room in the darkness of a blink?
Have you shuddered with fear when it places one clawed hand atop your head and another under your chin so it can tilt you, exposing your neck? Have you squirmed as its rough, dry tongue slides down your cheek, over your jaw, to your throat, in a slithering search that's seeking your artery? Have you felt its hot breath release in a hiss against your skin when it probes your pulse—the flow that leads to your brain? Has its tongue rested there, throbbing slightly as if savoring the moment? Have you then experienced a sinking, sucking blackness as you discover that not all vampires feed on blood—some feed on memories?
Well, have you?
Maybe not. But let me rephrase the question:
Have you ever walked into a room and suddenly forgotten why you came in?''
Besides death.I walk into rooms all the time and wonder why the h*ll I'm there. I have to go back and do re-enactments of my walking in the room. Good lord. Does menopause brain fog EVER go away?