What a cute baby, GC!
I'm a single undead gal trying to make it in the big city. I have to start somewhere and they're evil here. They don't judge. They've got necro-tempered glass. No burning up. A great medical plan, and who needs dental more than us?
Harmony ,'Conviction (1)'
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.
Susan W. - Mar 31, 2005 7:39:15 am PST #476 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Aims - Mar 31, 2005 7:40:34 am PST #477 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
How's that sweet baby of yours?
She's good! Had her 4 month checkup yesterday. Had to get 4 more shots. I stayed in the room this time!
tommyrot - Mar 31, 2005 7:41:22 am PST #478 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Not really. That's where he originally did "Dancnig With Myself."
So you're saying there's no connecton between Satan and masturbation? Because it's cannon that there's a connection between jerking off and the Dark Master.
§ ita § - Mar 31, 2005 7:42:17 am PST #479 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Because it's cannon that there's a connection between jerking off and the Dark Master.
Cannon? That's one hell of a load.
Glamcookie - Mar 31, 2005 7:42:43 am PST #480 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Had to get 4 more shots.
Poor Em!
I stayed in the room this time!
Poor Aims!
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Lee - Mar 31, 2005 7:42:58 am PST #481 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
it's cannon that there's a connection between jerking off and the Dark Master.
I know I love good self/Satan stories.
Gudanov - Mar 31, 2005 7:44:05 am PST #482 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
Poor little Leif got sick Tuesday night. He threw up an improbable amount of partly digested yogert and grape juice on the carpet, and couldn't keep anything down, even water. My wife took him to the hospital where he got some medicine and an IV to restore his fluids. The poor little guy was feeling so bad, all he did when they put in the IV is say "ow".
He's much, much better now.
Glamcookie - Mar 31, 2005 7:46:32 am PST #483 of 10001
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister
Poor Leif. Also, poor Emmett. {{{buffista offspring}}}
Connie Neil - Mar 31, 2005 7:54:38 am PST #484 of 10001
brillig
Other songs were basically about gallivanting around.
Everyone knows gallivanting is just another way of saying "skipping down the primrose path to hell."
I'm still amused at him trying to clean up his act for the neighbors. "Dad, the guys aren't allowed to come over because their parents think you're weird." "That's not what Joey's mom said at Parent's Night at school." "Dad!"
Ginger - Mar 31, 2005 7:54:55 am PST #485 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Poor Lief. Poor Aimee. Em probably took the shots in stride.
I hope Emmett is doing well and has progressed to the "all the ice cream you can eat" phase of injury.