That's what troubles me. Plumbing and knives seem like unmixy things.
Gunn: The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing. You never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it like it was up to you—the world in balance—'cause you never know when it is.
'Underneath'
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.
-t - Feb 03, 2005 3:07:36 pm PST #9037 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Ginger - Feb 03, 2005 3:09:07 pm PST #9038 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Open a package of parts? Break the seal on something? Make a sandwich?
Connie Neil - Feb 03, 2005 3:14:23 pm PST #9039 of 10002
brillig
Ritually sacrifice something to the god of pipes?
Nora Deirdre - Feb 03, 2005 3:16:22 pm PST #9040 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
oh, my god, this has been a most horrid day.
I just want to cry and stay in bed. hey, bed. I think I'll go there now.
Polter-Cow - Feb 03, 2005 3:18:24 pm PST #9041 of 10002
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
{{{{Nora}}}}
vw bug - Feb 03, 2005 3:18:42 pm PST #9042 of 10002
Mostly lurking...
Oh, poor Nora! You've been in the middle of it all. Did you just get home?
SailAweigh - Feb 03, 2005 3:19:10 pm PST #9043 of 10002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
{{Nora}} Do what you gotta do. Feel better, sweetie.
WindSparrow - Feb 03, 2005 3:34:44 pm PST #9044 of 10002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Skippity-skipping 260ish posts to respond to Erika:
but it's still odd being in a one-Buffista town.Eventually, Casa Grande will qualify as a suburb of Phoenix. I probably still won't have a car. And/or will live in Minnesota. So it don't much matter. But hey, at least we aren't in a one-Buffista-state.
DCJensen - Feb 03, 2005 3:38:36 pm PST #9045 of 10002
All is well that ends in pizza.
{{{{Nora}}}}
Lee - Feb 03, 2005 3:42:14 pm PST #9046 of 10002
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
This is sad. We had our monthly happy hour, and I had one glass of wine, which went straight to my head, and now I can't drive home, and don't want to work.
On the other hand, Wheeeee!