i thought that’s what we were looking at, too!

i’m not sure either but they refer to their own damn self as “your boy” in one of their own posts: http://eileenonsundaynightsafterallinthefamilyoncbs.kinja.com/it-s-your-boy-…

can do it with wristbands, can’t do it with handcuffs (or zipties) but YMMV

VERY uncomfortable. it seems more recent, tho? (don’t remember such raging assholery a year or 2 back)

a million percent yes. or worse still, deceased litters (i’m picturing horrible parvo puppy cases).

so what you’re saying to me is that your type is randilyn!

them’s fightin words, Nom! i have a decade-long relationship with someone based 80-90% on would you rathers! granted, it started with flirting and dancing at a party but quickly progressed (regressed?) to the benign and very occasional text exchange.

...that was exactly what i was thinking!

i was in my (southern) hometown a couple weeks ago, and nearly every lawn that had a political sign was repping drumpf. that said, any friends i still have in the area seem to be on the bernie train BUT THAT’S NEITHER HERE NOR THERE

i was startled by an amber alert monday evening on my way home and nearly drove off a cliff. when i read this story, i knew it was not the same missing kid, but it just shows how unfortunately common child/teen abductions are. this one seems to have helped:

ty! that felt right, but i’d hate to take that 1 special thing away from the good people of centralia

i think he made some kinda scene, probably. i have never gotten into gently. or i should say, not yet.

uh UH i don’t fuck with that west coast shit!

ugh no one was worse than troy, though! he acted like girls had cooties and was always sulking because cully didn’t want to make babies with him.

yeah i can totally see that. i moved there in the early aughts, which was an entirely different era. i did not try to do a very close reading of the details (especially some of the travel logistics he mentions) and but i also don’t have blackout memories to compare to. my parents both do, though!

it used to be that the minute they introduced a queer character you KNEW they were the murderer. the very first episode was that way, as i recall (dimly).

hot and gray.

READ CITY ON FIRE DOOOOO ITTTTTTTT

eek, no! that’s like the pope of garlic!!!

i’m more northwest, but will travel for good garlic! (and if you figure out the difference, lemme know)