I wouldn't drink fresh milk now. If you put it in front of me, I would gag. But as a kid, not knowing any better, it was wonderful.
Spike's Bitches 21 Gunn Salute
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Last year I left up the Christmas ribbon I put on the light in the dining area, because it looked so cheerful.
I'm kind of sad and pathetic.
No, you are rad and prophetic.
My question is: why was I much more awake when I got up than I am now?
Because Steph is not your goddamned khakis.
No, I am not *my* goddamned khakis. I might, however, be *Ginger's* goddamned khakis. In fact, it's very possible.
I might, however, be *Ginger's* goddamned khakis.
I have no khakis. Khakis make me look like a cheap security guard.
I might, however, be *Ginger's* goddamned khakis.
I have no khakis.
You're saying I don't exist?!? AIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!!
No, I'm saying you're not my goddamned khakis either.
It makes sense if you squint your brain a bit.
Hee.
My first ipod hasn't broken all the way yet, but some of the buttons have gotten a lot harder to use. I plan on using that one in the car (which I am finally getting ipoded tomorrow!), since I will be able to control it via the steering wheel controls.
Whose Khakis Are You??!!
t /Jack Bauer
WHO ARE YOU IRONING FOR?!?!?!1