Right. Piano. Because that's what we used to kill that big demon that one time. No, wait. That was a rocket launcher.

Xander ,'Touched'


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.


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!


Frankenbuddha - Mar 11, 2005 8:39:05 am PST #5909 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"

Note to self: before Lee arrives, buy ALL THE SWISS CHEESE IN THE WORLD.

Don't forget the bacon.


beekaytee - Mar 11, 2005 8:39:38 am PST #5910 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant

Wendy would literally smile at you, and thump her tail in appreciation for the good thoughts.

One of the reasons people don't go near her is that she has learned how to *smile*. No kidding. She's seen people pull their lips back and show their teeth...so she does too. It's the cutest thing. 'Cept folks what don't know her think she's menacing. It's really too bad, but a cool trick.

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