Anyone up for Literarti?
A man walks down the street in that hat, people know he's not afraid of anything.
Wash ,'The Message'
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.
Lee - Mar 05, 2005 10:54:20 am PST #4756 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
DCJensen - Mar 05, 2005 11:00:21 am PST #4757 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Alex, Buffistas. Buffistas, Alex (who is also sometimes refered to as my Evil Queer Twin).
Hello, Alex.
Sounds like a new TV show.
Evil Queer Twin and Goth Girl — They Fight Crime!
Making their waves, with goth manners right now
Corsets and makeup and more than a little know how.
Jen - Mar 05, 2005 11:41:54 am PST #4758 of 10001
love's a dream you enter though I shake and shake and shake you
Yay vw! (Is it wrong that I always pronounce this as "vee-dub" in my head?)
Nicole - Mar 05, 2005 11:49:17 am PST #4759 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
YAY vw!
Lee, do you still want to play a game of literati?
Lee - Mar 05, 2005 11:54:26 am PST #4760 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Sure, that would be good, Nicole. I'll go set up a table.
SailAweigh - Mar 05, 2005 11:55:35 am PST #4761 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Lit! Lit! Let's lit!
Lee - Mar 05, 2005 11:56:12 am PST #4762 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Great. I'll set up a table in Semantics.
eta: table 16
Nicole - Mar 05, 2005 11:57:28 am PST #4763 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
I'll be right there!
SailAweigh - Mar 05, 2005 11:58:59 am PST #4764 of 10001
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
deb, I'm so sorry to hear about Chino. Much ease~ma to you and Nic. May she find a place of light and beauty to pass into.
billytea - Mar 05, 2005 12:00:20 pm PST #4765 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
You're so very smart, and so personable, I'm fairly certain without knowing you in person, or even net-knowing your co-workers, you're going to catch up, and probably leave most of them in the dust, once you've had enough time to adjust.
Probably not, because I like my evenings to myself. But that's good with me, because I'm not a rampant ball of ambition. I have a comfortable life right now, and could support a family, and don't feel a great need for much more.
They're all out looking for you. We sent out a search party. They're set to arrive March 9, so you'd better put that vacuum to the test.
Hee. Get them to arrive a month later, then they can come to the housewarming.
Although now I'm hearing B.A. Baracus in my head saying, "I pity the banana slugs!"
Now imagine him saying it with in falsetto with his legs crossed.