okay, to make a long story semi-short, i had a conversation today with my roommate about how he wanted to teach his dog to attack using the words "smack my bitch up" as code for "go for his throat and tear his ass up". i'm thinking that story is one of those "you had to be there" type things, but oh well. i laughed really hard.
and this bondage fetish thing is fucking hilarious. Division of Joy hi5. Oh, and tell your boyfriend that we enjoy our automatic cars, and we enjoy driving like assholes. we even dedicated a whole state to nurturing bad drivers (california)
Author's response
God, her again... ;) Alright, I guess this kinda qualifies me for 29 then?! Yeah, the bondage fetish this is seriously getting over the top. If this was my story I´d consider emergency slaughter. But, like I said before, I do have a ghost writer (or rather, split personality). You mean IF my boyfriend´s still talking to me after I spent more time on ficwad than in reality. (Ach, is that a David Bowie song?)