No, not while he lived with us...the drugs were what made him, look, you know, nuts. He wasn't really nuts. He was a decent roommate outside of eating us out of house and home.
Yes. Men like sports. Men watch the action movie, they eat of the beef, and enjoy to look at the bosoms. A thousand years of avenging our wrongs and that's all you've learned?
Xander ,'End of Days'
Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
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erikaj - Mar 18, 2005 10:33:21 am PST #7668 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
brenda m - Mar 18, 2005 10:34:20 am PST #7669 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
If you have a window, why do you need a peephole?
So you can sneak up to the door to check and see if you want to play dead or not without them seeing you.
Steph L. - Mar 18, 2005 10:36:23 am PST #7670 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
If you have a window, why do you need a peephole?
So you can sneak up to the door to check and see if you want to play dead or not without them seeing you.
I was assuming the window provided the opportunity for stealth. You can tell I live in an apartment complex, natch.
Sean K - Mar 18, 2005 10:37:24 am PST #7671 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Yeah, I think Heather might need less windows.
Or a security fence that allows cutie-head boy scouts past
tommyrot - Mar 18, 2005 10:38:24 am PST #7672 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
"Fugitive chess master." He fights crime.
No, not while he lived with us...
funny x-post.
-t - Mar 18, 2005 10:39:07 am PST #7673 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
"Fugitive chess master." He fights crime.
Or he's an evil master mind known as The Chess Master bent on making us all his pawns. Hard to say which is more likely.
tommyrot - Mar 18, 2005 10:40:38 am PST #7674 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Or he's an evil master mind known as The Chess Master bent on making us all his pawns.
He promised me that if I help, I get to be Bishop.
beth b - Mar 18, 2005 10:40:47 am PST #7675 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
I am bad about opeinning the door - but if I have heebie jeebies - I don't answer the door. actually, as far as I am concerned if I am in my house, i don't talk have to talk to anybody. I giv e the phone a dirty look when it rings.
Calli - Mar 18, 2005 10:44:48 am PST #7676 of 10001
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I have a peephole. However, I'm also on the third floor of a building without an elevator. Salesfolk/Evangelists/Loonies rarely make it up past the second floor.
Susan W. - Mar 18, 2005 10:45:06 am PST #7677 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Huh. Seedy-looking guy is now doing some work in the neighbor's yard--the other neighbor, not the one who's had contractors in all month.
He may or may not have something to say to me when I go out run my errands (which I am doing as soon as I finish this post), but I don't especially care.