I wish I could share my spider ignoration. There was one that lived in my bathroom and kept ending up on my bathrobe, and I'd shake it onto the floor every time I found it. I'm assuming it was always the same one, but it died in a cleaning accident a few days ago.
I'm not on the ship. I'm in the ship. I am the ship.
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Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
[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.
§ ita § - Sep 01, 2005 8:00:23 am PDT #10000 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
DXMachina - Sep 01, 2005 8:06:52 am PDT #10001 of 10001
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
Yadda, yadda, this thread is closed. Continue bitching over here:
"Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!" Sep 1, 2005 10:06:29 am PDT