rocks rhythmically back and forth
t but doesn't fall down
Fred: So you don't worry that it's possible for someone to send out a biological or electronic trigger that effectively overrides your own sense of ideals and values and replaces them with an alternative coercive agenda that reduces you to a mindless meat puppet? Shopkeeper: Wow. People used to think that I was paranoid.
'Time Bomb'
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.
Jessica - Apr 01, 2005 12:26:07 pm PST #874 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
brenda m - Apr 01, 2005 12:26:26 pm PST #875 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
Don't fall, billytea!
Oh, wait. Carry on.
Atropa - Apr 01, 2005 12:27:02 pm PST #876 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Jilli, disposing of bodies is hard work and prone to ruining pretty clothes, and murder trials are a bore.
True, true. But I still want to stab him.
billytea - Apr 01, 2005 12:28:04 pm PST #877 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.
My mother was fond of telling me that as an infant, once I'd mastered sitting, I reminded her of a weebl. A very happy and contented weebl. Only 'weebl' is not an Australian term, so it was "one of those toys that rocks back and forth and never falls down".
Pie is my heritage.
Lilty Cash - Apr 01, 2005 12:28:35 pm PST #878 of 10001
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."
Maine!!!
Yeah, that's all I've got to contribute. Off to shower and girlify in the unlikely event that a certain Army Boy should make a late night appearance at the pub. I have glitter. It tastes like marshmallows.
billytea - Apr 01, 2005 12:29:08 pm PST #879 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.
Anyway. I'm only up now because I was having bedroom furniture delivered. Now that it has been, I'm heading back to bed so I can pretend I slept in. Tootles.
Sparky1 - Apr 01, 2005 12:29:22 pm PST #880 of 10001
Librarian Warlord
But I still want to stab him.
Then go for a fleshy, does-not-have-a-large-artery part. Maybe all you need to hear from him is a good howl of pain to make you feel better.
Sean K - Apr 01, 2005 12:30:10 pm PST #881 of 10001
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Anybody got about $2,000 they can lend me in the next two weeks?
The stack of bills just keeps getting larger and large, and no money is coming in for a while.
Lee - Apr 01, 2005 12:30:26 pm PST #882 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Maybe you can arrange for him to have a tragic hatpin accident.
Connie Neil - Apr 01, 2005 12:31:48 pm PST #883 of 10001
brillig
murder trials are a bore.
But think how much fun they'd have with the trial re-enactment.