Oi.
Who knew so many Buffistas were closet Soccer hooligans?
Not me. I'm doin' the Lambeth walk.
We have to see the chimp playing hockey! That's hilarious! The ice is so slippery, and, and monkeys are all irrational. We have to see this!
Anya ,'Bring On The Night'
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
[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.
Betsy HP - Apr 12, 2005 7:18:25 am PDT #2823 of 10001
If I only had a brain...
Connie Neil - Apr 12, 2005 7:27:33 am PDT #2824 of 10001
brillig
Someone remind me that paying the bills is pretty much the reason I come to work. I've got my checkbook out, and it actually hurts to write these things out.
JohnSweden - Apr 12, 2005 7:34:52 am PDT #2825 of 10001
I can't even.
Who knew so many Buffistas were closet Soccer hooligans?
Some of them might be secret Aussie sympathizers.
Aussie Aussie Aussie! Oi oi oi!
!
Lilty Cash - Apr 12, 2005 7:38:22 am PDT #2826 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Ugh. I need to get off the sick couch and go get some groceries. The only loaf of bread I have could possibly be ready to get up and walk itself out to the trash on its own.
I should have stayed home yesterday and drank lots of fluids and all, but my friend called me with a half hour notice to go to Fenway for Opening Day, and some things you just make yourself better for. If I feel even more like death for it, so be it.
brenda m - Apr 12, 2005 7:41:41 am PDT #2827 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
The only loaf of bread I have could possibly be ready to get up and walk itself out to the trash on its own.
In that case, send it out for groceries! Problem solved.
Nora Deirdre - Apr 12, 2005 7:43:51 am PDT #2828 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I should have stayed home yesterday and drank lots of fluids and all, but my friend called me with a half hour notice to go to Fenway for Opening Day, and some things you just make yourself better for. If I feel even more like death for it, so be it.
Dude! Damn straight. Whoo!
Aims - Apr 12, 2005 7:46:14 am PDT #2829 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I want a hotdog.
Lilty Cash - Apr 12, 2005 7:48:39 am PDT #2830 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
It could be like my carrier pigeon, only, you know, bread. I wonder if it could go to work for me, too? I'll send it with a note.
Dear Place of Employment,
I am sending this moldy loaf of bread to serve in my place. I believe you will find it as, if not more, productive, useful, and charasmatic as myself. As you see, it also possesses abundant growth potential.
Sincerely, Lilty.
Lee - Apr 12, 2005 7:48:41 am PDT #2831 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I want to stay curled up in my psuedo-bed all day.
Nora Deirdre - Apr 12, 2005 7:50:42 am PDT #2832 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I am eating chicken and lentil soup. Yum!