I apparently have a meat cleaver now, too. I don't know of a time in my life when I have ever needed to cleave meat, but there it is.
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.
That's for when the zombies attack.
OMG! Cleaving meat is so fun! You should totally try it.
OMG! Cleaving meat is so fun! You should totally try it.
Truly her mother's daughter. (Okay, so that wasn't cleaving, but still.)
(Okay, so that wasn't cleaving, but still.)
Pithing, right?
If you come, we'll find meat for you to cleave.
I like cleavage.
I think I saw a movie once where somebody cleavaged some meat. It might have been porn.
Zombie porn?
I mean, all I've usually got handy is a pork chop or a chicken breast. I suppose I could cleave them.
But anyhoodle, yes, I'd bring an arsenal, preparing us for a zombie attack.
Zombie porn?
The only kind I watch. Nothing turns me on quite as much as rotting flesh falling off of bone.