Shame, schmame. I was just a little naughty. This weekend is sctrictly naught-free.
And to that end, I am going to read. My office is fucking freezing.
We're not gonna die. We can't die, Bendis. You know why? Because we are so very pretty. We are just too pretty for God to let us die.
Mal ,'Serenity'
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.
Strix - Mar 25, 2005 9:51:27 pm PST #9536 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Lee - Mar 25, 2005 10:51:31 pm PST #9537 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I say either suntan lotion or sun screen, and I usually say nylons unless I am talking about fishnets.
I went to sleep about 10 minutes after I got home from dinner, but my body seems to think it only needed 6 hours of sleep, and now I can't get back to sleep. Stoopid body.
Nicole - Mar 25, 2005 11:01:43 pm PST #9538 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
Poor Perkins! I'm tired but I can't go to sleep until this Evening With Kevin Smith special is over.
Wanna play literati?
Lee - Mar 25, 2005 11:19:25 pm PST #9539 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Nicole! You went offline. Do you still want to play?
Nicole - Mar 25, 2005 11:19:27 pm PST #9540 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
Perkins, I got booted out of AIM. I'm in Semantics.
Lee - Mar 25, 2005 11:19:59 pm PST #9541 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Be right there.
Lee - Mar 25, 2005 11:38:43 pm PST #9542 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Nicole, the game just froze on me.
billytea - Mar 26, 2005 12:04:06 am PST #9543 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
For everyone, but mostly billytea: Walking Octopi!!! For real.
Huzzah! Octopi. Is there anything they can't do?
Lee - Mar 26, 2005 12:12:28 am PST #9544 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Taste good?
billytea - Mar 26, 2005 12:27:10 am PST #9545 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Taste good?
Octopi are not for eating. They are for being insanely clever squeezeballs.