You never know if a girl's gonna say 'yes', or if she's gonna laugh in your face and pull out your still-beating heart and crush it into the ground with her heel.

Xander ,'Help'


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.


Cass - Aug 15, 2005 2:13:33 pm PDT #6558 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

just slightly allergic to people who use "task" as a verb.
Ah the annoyances of biz buzzword speechifying...


Cass - Aug 15, 2005 2:14:12 pm PDT #6559 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

That's not a good sign, is it?
Only if you don't get to hear it again. Otherwise? Pure vocal candy.


Sparky1 - Aug 15, 2005 2:18:31 pm PDT #6560 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

That's not a good sign, is it?

You are going to have to come up with something a lot crazier than that if you want to be considered craxy around here.


Lee - Aug 15, 2005 2:36:04 pm PDT #6561 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Even if it was a partner's voice?


Topic!Cindy - Aug 15, 2005 2:40:23 pm PDT #6562 of 10001
What is even happening?

You are going to have to come up with something a lot crazier than that if you want to be considered craxy around here.

Amen.


DCJensen - Aug 15, 2005 2:41:58 pm PDT #6563 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.

Buffistas: Still Craxy After All These Years.


Sparky1 - Aug 15, 2005 2:42:41 pm PDT #6564 of 10001
Librarian Warlord

Just what else can you tell us about this partner? Old? Decrepit? Evil? Natty dresser?


DCJensen - Aug 15, 2005 2:43:36 pm PDT #6565 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.

I just got this joke from a friend. I think I've heard a variation on it before, but still...

A lobbyist, on his way home from work in Washington, D.C., came to a dead halt in traffic and thought to himself, "Wow, this seems worse than usual."

He noticed a police officer walking between the lines of stopped cars, so he rolled down his window and asked, "Officer, what's the hold-up?"

The officer replied, "The President is depressed, so he stopped his motorcade and is threatening to douse himself with gasoline and set himself on fire. He says no one believes his stories about why we went to war in Iraq, or the connection between Saddam and al-Qaeda, or that his tax cuts will help anyone except his wealthy friends. So we're taking up a collection for him."

The lobbyist asks, "How much have you got so far?"

The officer replies, "About 14 gallons, but a lot of folks are still siphoning.


Lee - Aug 15, 2005 2:43:48 pm PDT #6566 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Absolutely nothing-- he's in NY.

The accent was British though.


Cass - Aug 15, 2005 2:48:47 pm PDT #6567 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

The accent was British though.
Mystery solved.