Xander ,'Storyteller'
[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.
I once killed a man in Reno just because he made me an ugly cake.
Bitch. That was my brother. And the cake was sublime. We at it after his funeral.
You keep talking about it, girlie, and you're next. I mean, that's downright suicidal, even *talking* about an ugly cake when I'm around.
That cake looked just like your mama.
Maria, this is shaping up to be the biggest, fattest, italianist wedding in the history of time.
I cannot WAIT to see the pictures.
Though I'm a little afraid of her wedding cake, to tell the truth. It sounds one step away from becoming sentient and taking over the world. Cake A.I.
That cake looked just like your mama.
And it wears combat boots.
I mean, that's downright suicidal, even *talking* about an ugly cake when I'm around.
The sad effects of overexposure to candle fumes.
I figured as much, Tep. And he wouldn't tell me anyway, just wander around with a "My work is done," look on his face. I think.
That cake looked just like your mama.
That cake was WAY uglier than my mama. It was so ugly, someone tried to feed it dog food.
Did your mama go hungry.
I mean, that's downright suicidal, even *talking* about an ugly cake when I'm around.
The sad effects of overexposure to candle fumes.
Oh, and now we get The Electrocutioner weighing in....
Did your mama go hungry.
My mama would rather starve to death than eat that ugly cake.