Every planet has its own weird customs. About a year before we met, I spent six weeks on a moon where the principal form of recreation was juggling geese. My hand to God. Baby geese. Goslings. They were juggled.

Wash ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


Spike's Bitches 24: I'm Very Seldom Naughty.  

[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.

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Cass - Jul 11, 2005 6:45:15 pm PDT #10000 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I like the idea of trapping my cat in a laundry basket.
This is the timeout? Puppycat has had this happen previously. Self-imposed though. She freaks out.

eta: There's no new thread, heading to bed. Enjoy Bitching tomorrow...


DXMachina - Jul 12, 2005 4:27:03 am PDT #10001 of 10001
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.

This thread is done. The new thread is here:

"Spike's Bitches 25 to Life" Jul 12, 2005 6:26:36 am PDT


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