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Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath  

[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.


§ ita § - Feb 20, 2005 7:21:10 pm PST #2299 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

They had something called the Tantric Veggie Burger. Yah - a leetle too not our people.

Any chance they were referring to Tantra in general, and not to Tantra as applied to sex?


tommyrot - Feb 20, 2005 7:22:52 pm PST #2300 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Any chance they were referring to Tantra in general, and not to Tantra as applied to sex?

If it was the "Tantric Vegan Burger" I'd say you're right.


Aims - Feb 20, 2005 7:27:03 pm PST #2301 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Any chance they were referring to Tantra in general, and not to Tantra as applied to sex?

Oh I'm sure. It was just....not what we were looking for. It used to be a 24 hour diner type place. That particular burger was 15.00.


§ ita § - Feb 20, 2005 7:35:17 pm PST #2302 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Aimee, those vegetables had achieved purity and union and bliss. We're lucky they're for sale. $15 is nothing to pay.


Polter-Cow - Feb 20, 2005 7:40:35 pm PST #2303 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Aims has a tantric veggie tag.


Aims - Feb 20, 2005 7:40:55 pm PST #2304 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

True, true. But, unless it's the Veggie Tales veggies, not paying $15.

"Veggie Tales go to Sting's House."


DCJensen - Feb 20, 2005 7:53:53 pm PST #2305 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.

Oh, I've been meaning to mention this...

My workplace is in an old shopping mall converted to businesses, as opposed to retail shops. The old mall common halls make a good place to take my walks during breaks in the day.

Some time in the last two weeks the mall hooked up XM satellite radio to the old mall sound system. They switch around to different channels, but generally picked a station that has oldies AOR.

Last Thursday I took my break and I was going to run to a nearby store, but I heard the strains of In-a-gadda-da-vida and had to take my fifteen walking to that.

The best part was that it was the full-length version and I got to walk to the beat of the drum solo. It had started before I went on break, and was finishing just as I finished.

It was very cool.


DavidS - Feb 20, 2005 8:20:04 pm PST #2306 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Jen, we were just talking about Hunter's death in Natter. Betsy noted the weirdness of today's triad of death: Hunter, Sandra Dee and John Raitt.


meara - Feb 20, 2005 8:42:46 pm PST #2307 of 10001

I went out to the local gay dance hall and watched "The L Word" with some 1000 other lesbians. It was quite fun, really--I was afraid we wouldn't be able to hear, but it worked out, and it was much fun to have many many other people going "boo!!" or "Whoah!" or cheering. Heh.

And I'm v. v. v. glad I have tomorrow off. YAY for three day weekends. There should be more of them.

Also YAY VW! GO YOU WITH THE PAPER-WRITING AND INCOMPLETE-FINISHING!


Connie Neil - Feb 20, 2005 8:45:37 pm PST #2308 of 10001
brillig

I just told my husband about Hunter. He said, "Who's that?" I was essentially clueless about the world in general till I hit college, and I've heard about Hunter S. Thomson. Sigh.