And don't you ever stand for that sort of thing. Someone ever tries to kill you, you try to kill 'em right back! ... You got the right same as anyone to live and try to kill people.

Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


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.


sj - Mar 20, 2005 8:38:43 am PST #8115 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

I have a mad crush on my husband.

Awwwwwww. Nora, I'm glad you had a good day.

The Empress has pretty new hair! I love the color and cut. Also that lipstick looks awesome on you.

I just got Greg to agree to try to buy a house within the next 6 months.

Woo Hoo, Deena!!!


Polter-Cow - Mar 20, 2005 8:43:11 am PST #8116 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Well, sometimes there was making out before!

Okay, only twice.


Trudy Booth - Mar 20, 2005 8:45:58 am PST #8117 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

Parker: Nooooo. That's not a walk of shame. I'm sorry.


Polter-Cow - Mar 20, 2005 8:48:07 am PST #8118 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Crap. I am shameless.

Also, Trudes, feel free to COMM Ginger. It won't make me cry or anything. Much.


Almare - Mar 20, 2005 8:52:21 am PST #8119 of 10001
"My drink preference does not indicate my sexual preference. "

P C, if it's not too forward, are you in anyway related to the Coucil of Watchers?


Strix - Mar 20, 2005 8:52:27 am PST #8120 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Tell Amy P hi!!!! I miss her!

Ugh. I think I got about an hour of sleep after The Walk. I have a hangover, and I have to go to the theatre in 45 minutes.

Walk of Shame was not very shamey. I went to a party, looking HoTt, drank a lot of wine, and made out for a long time with an old friend. Really cute old friend, but still, no shame.

Now I'm trying to hydrate and get rid of my headache so I can work this afternoon. AND it's the last day of my spring break. *sigh*


StuntHusband - Mar 20, 2005 8:58:51 am PST #8121 of 10001
Electromagnetic candy! - Stark

The Walk is vastly - vastly - amusing in club-going queer culture.

Ah, the memories of being at breakfast on Broadway in Seattle, and seeing some Pretty Young Thing(TM) stumbling down the sidewalk all disheveled and ravished-looking, quite hung-over, hair askew and makeup ruined, dressed in last night's club-gear.

Stretchy, clingy, shimmery t-shirts and vinyl pants don't look quite as alluring in the harsh yellow light of morning when us old farts are snickering with fond remembrance over our mochas at you - let's be clear, we're not laughing with you.

Yes, I'll take a saucer of milk with my cattiness. Sleep dep, away!


P.M. Marc - Mar 20, 2005 8:59:22 am PST #8122 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Crap. I am shameless.

I now have a Garth Brooks earworm

You have much to answer for, young man.

(Okay, so about 3/4s of the blame rests on the fact that I spent most weekends and some weekdays in the early 90s hanging out at a barn, where such music was frequently heard in the stables. But still.)


Strix - Mar 20, 2005 9:05:36 am PST #8123 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

My WoS was made even better by the fact that I was clutching a giant body pillow and a breakfast biscuit.

Class-Y!

I so do not want to work today. Bleargh.


Almare - Mar 20, 2005 9:14:09 am PST #8124 of 10001
"My drink preference does not indicate my sexual preference. "

sets out plate of milk

Would you like some creme, sir?