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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 17, 2005 4:52:29 am PST #7102 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

That's awful, Teppy.

-t, this may be asking the obvious, but have you tried photocopying it? Sometimes that gets rid of the highlighting.


-t - Mar 17, 2005 4:56:44 am PST #7103 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

You're a genius, Perkins. That'll do it.


Ginger - Mar 17, 2005 4:58:05 am PST #7104 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

Top o' the morning to you all!

It's a day to eat corned beef and cabbage and drink Guinness or Irish whisky.

Happy anniversary to Laura and that really tall guy.


Deena - Mar 17, 2005 5:03:20 am PST #7105 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Oh man, that's horrible, Tep. Much ~ma to him and his family.

Timelies.

That is a gorgeous teapot, sj.

I'd need a picture of someone doing those signs before I could actually do them myself.


Deena - Mar 17, 2005 5:03:47 am PST #7106 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Oh, happy anniversary Laura!


Lee - Mar 17, 2005 5:10:01 am PST #7107 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Deena! A week from now, I will be leaving your town, and thus sad, but before then, I will get to see you, and be unsad!

Okay, so maybe I still need coffee.


Laura - Mar 17, 2005 5:11:28 am PST #7108 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.

Thanks for the happies all. I'll let Brendon know of all the wishes from my invisible friends that are headed our way.

Pretty teapot.

Oh Teppy, I am sorry to hear this news. Prayers for strength. Also continued vibes and prayers for the ailing dads.

I made corned beef and cabbage on Sunday, but I didn't cook it long enough. Why did I read the package? I never do that.

Brendon Jr's hair is brilliant green and looks wonderful. I just mixed some green food color into some styling gel and did his blond tips. He was a happy camper.


beth b - Mar 17, 2005 5:13:23 am PST #7109 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I had a long post, it was eaten. not by a leprechan , but by a littledog that wanted to help me do a search. I didn't want to do a search.

ma ~~~ to the BigBoss. and susan. and askye. and all thier families.

I had a long post abou the fact that I have a bunch of different parts to me - and clothes that emphasise one part over another - not inauthentic.

and then I realized I have no idea what the fashions for spring are.


Volans - Mar 17, 2005 5:14:33 am PST #7110 of 10001
move out and draw fire

Happy St. Patrick's Day, bitches!

And Happy Anniv, Laura!

I want a Jilli-Plei make-over

Me too.

I think I'm having one of the rumored pregnancy-related hair changes. The last few months of hair has grown in dark brown, rather than medium reddish brown. It now looks like I either lightly bleached or dyed my hair red a few months ago and haven't taken care of it since. I actually like the new color (although it means no one will guess I'm Irish anymore), but now I don't really know what to do hair color-wise. Do I chop off the red part? That's like a foot of hair, and I don't really want short hair. Do I try to match the color? Do I dye everything black?

Of course, all this waits until After Baby sometime.

At my doctor's yesterday I found out the baby is 7.7 pounds right now. Looks like their prediction of an 8.5 pound birthweight baby is right on the money.


beth b - Mar 17, 2005 5:14:49 am PST #7111 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

happy anniversary , laura and brendon!

happy st. pat's to everyone. I keep thinking it isn't 'til Saturday. when the potato party is.