<signs up for whatever ChiKat is drinking>
ChiKat's obviously not drinking the good stuff, otherwise it wouldn't have been her thigh she fondled.
Don't worry, we're sure to spot Faith first. She's like this cleavagy slut-bomb walking around 'Ooh, check me out, I'm wicked-cool, I'm five-by-five.'
Willow ,'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.
§ ita § - Mar 28, 2005 9:24:34 am PST #9803 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Sean K - Mar 28, 2005 9:24:54 am PST #9804 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
I'm wondering how the heck you put a cast on a nose
I'm getting an image of Lee Marvin in Cat Ballou
There's also the woman in Scrooged who got her nose broken, and wound up with a strange, almost whoel head mask. She's the one at the end of the movie who ends up making out with John Glover's tied up character during the big group feel-good ending.
Sean K - Mar 28, 2005 9:27:12 am PST #9805 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Kristin, if you're around, your email from yesterday with Drew's cell phone number only just now showed up in may damned inbox.
Stoopid free internet email.
beekaytee - Mar 28, 2005 9:28:25 am PST #9806 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant
t googling weird cinematic nose images
Ew.
Nicole - Mar 28, 2005 9:29:24 am PST #9807 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
Shit. First day of work~ma to MM!! (Brain=swiss cheese)
ChiKat's obviously not drinking the good stuff, otherwise it wouldn't have been her thigh she fondled.
There was still hair pulling and kissing! With Chrichton!
Want!
Betsy HP - Mar 28, 2005 9:30:44 am PST #9808 of 10001
If I only had a brain...
I think grabbing her gun while kissing is completely in character. She grabs his gun only after she's slain the Big Bad du Jour.
ChiKat - Mar 28, 2005 9:31:46 am PST #9809 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
They don't count toward their report card grades
Good. (I hate standardized tests with a purple passion.)
ChiKat's obviously not drinking the good stuff, otherwise it wouldn't have been her thigh she fondled.
Good point. Need to change what I drink before bed. Still, it was a pretty nice dream because of...
There was still hair pulling and kissing! With Chrichton!
this. Oh, my yes.
Deena - Mar 28, 2005 9:36:29 am PST #9810 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara
Oh yes, first day ma to MM.
Nora Deirdre - Mar 28, 2005 9:37:14 am PST #9811 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I kill someone! renters insurance inspection guy stops by and? and? THE FUCKING OUTSIDE FRONT DOOR IS UNLOCKED.
I hate everything. Now, if something happens, they'll probably not pay our claims, because of bad security or some shit.
Connie Neil - Mar 28, 2005 9:37:35 am PST #9812 of 10001
brillig
I have new glasses, I have new glasses. Smaller than the old ones, lighter than the old ones--yay, technology!--no haze of scratches, no color-shifting treatment for outdoor use that tints everything. White is white again, not beige. The smaller lenses are going to take some getting used to, because the curve of my heavy prescriptions makes the clearest vision area a lot smaller.
But, god, the sharpness, the brightness, the no more tilting my head to see past the scratches. Yay!
Plus I have prescription sunglasses, which to me seem like the height of decadence and indulgence. Go ahead and laugh, it's the way I was raised.