OMG, TEPPY KILLED PERKINS!
Mal ,'Jaynestown'
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.
Next person to see Teppy, check for blood under the fingernails (as that's the hardest place to clean).
I think Perkins is off getting lucky, probably with whomever was sent out to repair the damage she's undoubtedly done to the B&B's wireless.
Or Teppy killed her.
OMG MARCH KILLED PERKINS!
Proof of how badly I need a haircut.
What, you think that isn't Yeti-like? Think again, my misguided friend, think again.
And, if I can be vain for just one quick second: this isn't a good picture, not really -- I look very tired and my Yeti-hair is Yeti-everywhere. But! I did no Photoshopping at all (as I often do b/c of my unfortunate double-chin), and not only is the double-chin gone, if you look closely (particularly on the photo's left, my right), you just might see the hint of cheekbones. For real. This is new -- both the lack of an extra chin and the discovery of bones in my face.
Though my ass, she still be bootylicious, I seem to have lost that puffy jowly Boris Yeltsin look. Go me.
That Bastard!
Oooh, sexy Teppy cheekbones! And, being bootylicious is a good thing. (I have to believe that, because I'm never getting rid of mine.)
Perkins just called me, and unless she's calling from beyond the grave, she's not dead yet.
I hear it's really hard to find good cell coverage in the afterlife.
I hear it's really hard to find good cell coverage in the afterlife.
Depends on where you end up, surely?