I know...hate her, too.
Want to see the Kay Howard "You should see what the other guy looked like," version.
"We can't find the gun, but what's the wrinkled object on the sergeant's belt?"
"That area bleeds a lot. He won't get far, Gee."
Lorne: You know what they say about people who need people. Connor: They're the luckiest people in the world. Lorne: You been sneaking peeks at my Streisand collection again, Kiddo? Connor: Just kinda popped out.
'Time Bomb'
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.
erikaj - Mar 11, 2005 8:20:30 am PST #5899 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
brenda m - Mar 11, 2005 8:23:50 am PST #5900 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
It was kind of satisfying how the whole incident became "The Beat-Down" with capital letters you could hear. Nobody would've dared to pull that shit with Howard.
beekaytee - Mar 11, 2005 8:25:34 am PST #5901 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant
What do you do with a fuckupigus?
The fuckupingest fuckupigus?
[mercifully edited too-long detail rant deleted here]
One of the Inn co-owners who takes my dog out in the morning tells me this morning that he can't actually take Bartleby out [see detail deletion above]...I need to pick him up at the fellow's house instead.
I go, after a very long shift at the Inn, to find that Bartleby and Bob are wandering, unsupervised at the door to the street. NOT, as they should be, in the fellow's apartment.
THIS, after the incredibly painfull two weeks of my landlord's dog going missing and being miraculously found.
What I didn't say to him? "If Bartleby had been lost due to your fuckupedness...well...you have no idea to what lengths I would go to make you suffer."
Not so come over all Rambo, but I'm seriously spending time thinking about ways to cause pain and misery.
I'd better take a nap.
Lee - Mar 11, 2005 8:25:54 am PST #5902 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Note to self: before Lee arrives, buy ALL THE SWISS CHEESE IN THE WORLD.
You know, having someone else buy all the Swiss cheese in the world actually works for me. Makes room for all the cheese that doesn't taste like ass.
erikaj - Mar 11, 2005 8:26:14 am PST #5903 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Nobody'd pull that shit with Howard. Not without getting a street name like Lucky or Stump...no.
Scrappy - Mar 11, 2005 8:28:04 am PST #5904 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
So sorry about your dog--blatant irresponsibility. I'm glad they found the landlord's dog. I must have missed the post on that-Yay!
Gudanov - Mar 11, 2005 8:29:46 am PST #5905 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
Oh I see how this is going to go down. You guys are going to spend the whole time burning swiss cheese.
beekaytee - Mar 11, 2005 8:31:33 am PST #5906 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant
Oops. Might have forgotten to mention the Wendy find amidst the celebrating.
The landlord hired a pet detective who came up from Georgia with tracking dogs and gigantic signs.
Our Wendy was spotted on a golf course about 3 miles from here. 8lbs. lighter and with two scrapes on her legs but really? In miraculous shape. She's downstairs now, soaking up the love. After surviving outside during 2 plus snows and without letting any humans near her...it's just plain a miracle.
Gudanov - Mar 11, 2005 8:34:24 am PST #5907 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
Yay Wendy!
-t - Mar 11, 2005 8:37:17 am PST #5908 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Hurray for the Wendy miracle!