And librarians.
I'll fall on that particular grenade for you, Kristin.
[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.
And librarians.
I'll fall on that particular grenade for you, Kristin.
Someone tell me to take a break and walk away from the frustration.
Wrod. Not that I think of that often, or anything.Breathe, Bug. Go do something else.
vw, take a break.
Kristin, that goes without saying. I just don't want you caught in a vulnerable state by less desirable sorts.
I think I should have a cookie.
if this scenario involves having sex with a hot British librarian
You'd have thought there'd be more crushing girls hanging around the Sunnydale High library than there were. Unless everybody thought that's what Buffy and Willow were up to. And Xander. And everybody.
I believe my extensive pro-cookie record speaks for itself. It is, in fact, the source of my current tagline.
Go crazy. Have two. Unless they are giant.
Go crazy. Have two. Unless they are giant.
I just might. They're quite good, if I do say so myself.
I swear, people who don't live here don't understand how fragile we Northerners are in March. March is so evil. EVIL. And I don't mean in a "cute little puppet fangs" kind of way.
Kristin speaks the truth. Up here, March actually comes in like Cthulu, and pretty much stays that way for the whole month. With the occasional day above 50 as a tease. Of course, those days it usually rains.