I'm sitting at a bar and I still have no pants.Are you setting up a joke?
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I'm sitting at a bar and I still have no pants.Are you setting up a joke?
He's such a kilt-tease.
Who me? Would I do that.
True. I am pantless in all senses of the word.
Hey, y'all. Anyone want some math? I've got extra stuffed up in my brain.
Two maths walk into a bar. One is not wearing pants....
All is now right in Buffistaland
All you need aren't pants... La ta dah ta dah....
I feel all prickly. My skin, my brain, my nerves...
Is it because you have no pants, Cass?
I am wearing pants. But soon, soon I shall take them off! And...go to sleep. Yes, the exciting life here, o Buffistas!
That could well be it... Pants can be evil even when you aren't wearing them.
I found a History Channel program on the Cosa Nostra to watch, grabbed a few tortilla chips and a bite of chocolate. I feel a little better and am heading towards eventual sleep. All those suspecting hormones...
Timelies!
Is it nap time yet?