Joyce: And what did you do tonight? Dawn: Irritated Giles. I'm beginning to get why Buffy likes it so much.

'Get It Done'


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.


-t - Mar 18, 2005 11:45:21 am PST #7717 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration

Jessica, yes, go home.

Tell anyone who questions you to call me. I won't answer my phone.


Cashmere - Mar 18, 2005 11:46:52 am PST #7718 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

BWAH! Even in light of today's incident with the coffee table, I would NEVER do this to Owen.

I swear! On my life!!


§ ita § - Mar 18, 2005 11:48:29 am PST #7719 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

That bonnet is COOL. You should get it for him, but with ears.


Aims - Mar 18, 2005 11:48:36 am PST #7720 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

I am putting everything in writing. What I want done, what I don't want done, what funeral I want (none), what I want done with my remains (use every single usable part. Take it all if it can be used. Let someone else benefit and live. Let that be my legacy. Burn the rest. And if you keep my ashes to be paired with Joe's later on, keep me in a Wizard of Oz cookie jar, for Heaven's sake. Hell, keep it in the kitchen so that people reach in and grab a handful of me. It'll be a great joke. Specially for the grandkids. "You're holding Grandma! You're holding Grandma!" If orgot why I used the parentheses.)


brenda m - Mar 18, 2005 11:48:43 am PST #7721 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

Oh my god, I should not be laughing this hard at work.


Sean K - Mar 18, 2005 11:49:13 am PST #7722 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

Cash, when I was Owen's age or slightly older, I had a penchant for standing up under a coffee table and splitting my scalp open. Did it more than once. My dad got real good at butterfly bandaging my head.

I don't remember it, or hold it against my parents for owning such a horrible coffee table..


Aims - Mar 18, 2005 11:49:17 am PST #7723 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

You should get it for him, but with ears.

We should get it for you. With ears.


Sean K - Mar 18, 2005 11:50:02 am PST #7724 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

I love Aimee bunches.


erikaj - Mar 18, 2005 11:51:16 am PST #7725 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

Eek. I have a phobia about the Ashes... (Don't ask me why...they don't make sense, right? Phobias?)


brenda m - Mar 18, 2005 11:52:10 am PST #7726 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

I'd want a funeral, but I'm more concerned about making sure the liquor is right than the ceremony. Other than that, I trust whoever is in charge of me to make the big calls, with the caveat that I'm by no means of a life-at-all-cost mentality. Organs - use 'em; remains - well, I'd prefer not to be left to rot in an alley, but whatever.