You never know if a girl's gonna say 'yes', or if she's gonna laugh in your face and pull out your still-beating heart and crush it into the ground with her heel.

Xander ,'Help'


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.


DavidS - Mar 16, 2005 5:51:39 pm PST #7073 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

We've been threatening the universe for a couple of years, now. The last time we gave it fair warning, it didn't even bother to cover its mouth, as it yawned at us.

Yes, frankly, threatening to kick the universe's ass is a bit of fluffed up feathers considering our foot does not reach The Ass Universale.


DCJensen - Mar 16, 2005 6:12:37 pm PST #7074 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.

IBM announces assistive mouse that cancels out hand tremors

WTF? It only comes with PS/2 connectors. [link]

So IBM forgot that we've been USB for several years now? Not sure why they wouldn't have a USB connector already, rather than "under development." Weird.


Typo Boy - Mar 16, 2005 6:14:27 pm PST #7075 of 10001
Calli: My people have a saying. A man who trusts can never be betrayed, only mistaken.Avon: Life expectancy among your people must be extremely short.

In honor of Hec's referring to a certain famous quotation, I've changed my tagline.


Polter-Cow - Mar 16, 2005 6:19:40 pm PST #7076 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

In honor of Typo Boy's changing his tagline, I'm announcing it.


erikaj - Mar 16, 2005 6:28:07 pm PST #7077 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Let's kill it with kindness...that ought to scare it. Failing that, we can be like Ripper wants and "kick the crap out of it."


Karl - Mar 16, 2005 6:38:48 pm PST #7078 of 10001
I adore all you motherfuckers so much -- PMM.

Much love and punctuation to askye and her family, as well as to Susan and hers.

Hey, Teppy, those pictures remind me of a gorgeous gal I have a crush on. Met her in LA a few years back; she comes to SF occasionally. Her name's Stephanie.

Welcome, Alex. I'm envious of your role as Jilli's StuntHusband, and very pleased to see you posting.

I love reading vw bug and Emily's household conferences. Feels so marvellously domestic.

I agree that it doesn't seem like the Universe is stepping off -- so all we can do is hold on to each other and try our best to catch those who stumble.


Steph L. - Mar 16, 2005 6:42:21 pm PST #7079 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Hey, Teppy, those pictures remind me of a gorgeous gal I have a crush on. Met her in LA a few years back; she comes to SF occasionally. Her name's Stephanie.

Karl, you sweetheart! You're good for my ego. ::smooch::


erikaj - Mar 16, 2005 6:46:13 pm PST #7080 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Good at it, isn't he? Y'all Bitch men should give workshops...teach yuppie asses the power of the compliment, make crazy bank, and stop worrying over day jobs. Seriously? Some rich people will do *anything* in a weekend workshop.


Emily - Mar 16, 2005 6:55:51 pm PST #7081 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola

I have in fact not gone dancing, since the one person who I would know is working nights (which I guess is what happens when you work in sleep labs). This may have something to do with my weight gain. Will ponder.

Dammit, I should be gyrating now.


Beverly - Mar 16, 2005 7:55:11 pm PST #7082 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

Much strength and courage to askye and Susan and their families.

Teppy, you'd make a gorgeous goth, and you vamp with the best, you'd enjoy it, just for an evening...or two...at a time. I've always felt getting dressed for events as minor as family dinners to be donning costume. I'm never the same to anyone else as I am inside my own head. It's all one impersonation or another, of someone we wish we were, or want to be. Fake it till you make it. The trick is to acknowledge that and let chosen Bitches--erm, people--in on the masquerade.