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[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.
What would happen if you went to a dog-cloning company and said, "Here's my dog's blood - please clone it," only you give them human blood?
If they checked, they'd be able to tell pretty quickly it wasn't dog, and shortly after that be able to figure out it was human, wouldn't they?
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Lots of ~ma for Raq and family.
I'm writing something non-fanfic at the moment, and I'm slashing these two lads in it like nobody's business. I mean, textually I'm not planning on going there. But even as I'm writing it, I find myself sort of 'shipping them. And also 'shipping one of them with his former best friend, who's offstage. Which is really all very odd, since I'm making these guys up anyway, and shaping the text, and yet at the same time I want to play with them like they're somebody else's toys.
We're Buffistas - everything ends in slash.
What would happen if you went to a dog-cloning company and said, "Here's my dog's blood - please clone it," only you give them human blood?
If they just willy-nilly cloned the human blood and put the embryo in the dog, that could make for an interesting Oedipal complex. Plus, isn't there something like midichlorians mitochondria that comes from the mother? I am ashamed to admit that I don't know what those do, and what, if any, effect there would be in getting them from a dog.
Wow.
The world's first honest-to-god human son of a bitch.
Maybe "Puppygirl"
Or ManDingo?
Snerk
GerMan Shepherd!
Haaaa. Good one, Fred.
Talk about a man's best friend being his mother...
Talk about Mam's Best Friend!
I would, but I don't know that much about bras.
Thank you! I'll be here all week. Try the veal.
On a more serious note: {{{{Toto}}}}