"please send photo of tractor"
Simon: Captain... why did you come back for us? Mal: You're on my crew. Simon: Yeah, but you don't even like me. Why'd you come back? Mal: You're on my crew. Why we still talking about this?
'Safe'
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.
DCJensen - Aug 21, 2005 1:11:13 pm PDT #7764 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Beverly - Aug 21, 2005 1:26:03 pm PDT #7765 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
DebetEsse means...?
Fay - Aug 21, 2005 2:29:07 pm PDT #7766 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Never having to say you're sorry?
Love?
DuJour?
I give in.
"I would like to marry you and have your dog."
Huh. An interesting twist on the old "I would like to marry you and have your children." Interesting in a RunAway kind of way.
erikaj - Aug 21, 2005 2:48:20 pm PDT #7767 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Dude, that's so weird, I've never gotten it.
billytea - Aug 21, 2005 2:52:24 pm PDT #7768 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
But we've just discovered that there are babies! At least 3! Sooooo cute! About this big.
Aww. That's good cute.
Aww. Baby hedgehogs! Why are there not adorable cute wildlife like that here? We have...rats. And the occasional raccoon or possum.
Raccoons, and even more so the baby 'coons, are hella cute. In Philly, any and all action would stop within my apartment given a raccoon sighting.
And, after visiting Kristin's place, opossums have risen in my estimation. (I still think the Aussie possums are cuter, though.)
I appear to be Fay, although lacking in hedgehogs. I have chipmunks, though.
Chipmunks are cuteness on caffeine. They are turbo cute, with racing stripes.
Atropa - Aug 21, 2005 2:57:34 pm PDT #7769 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Oooh, bat toy! Nifty.
Have I mentioned I hate cleaning? I do.
Have I mentioned I'm a packrat? I am.
I will never, ever be done clearing out the upstairs storage room.
However, after reading through and shredding one of my old journals, thank GOD there was no such thing as LJ or the internet when I was in my early-to-mid twenties. shudders
Lee - Aug 21, 2005 3:06:49 pm PDT #7770 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Substitute upstairs storage closet for my bedroom or the guest bedroom, and Jilli is me.
billytea - Aug 21, 2005 3:17:52 pm PDT #7771 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Wally Report! Question: What happens when two, possibly doomed, actuarially inclined individuals see The Island together?
a. They smirk out loud every time Ewan McGregor calls himself an 'insurance policy', and start discussing appropriate discount rates to calculate his present value.
b. They compare retirement plans.
c. There was a movie? Was that what the noise up the front of the room was?
d. All of the above.
Fay - Aug 21, 2005 3:18:09 pm PDT #7772 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Substitute 'flat' for upstairs storage closet, and Jilli is me. Only with better hats and more corsets. And more Pete. And greater proximity to Ticky Box. And probably more bat-related possessions. But possibly fewer hedgehogs.
DebetEsse - Aug 21, 2005 3:18:19 pm PDT #7773 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Beverly (and Fay), he, she, or (in my intended translation) it ought to be.
Combination of taking Latin and being in my Man of La Mancha phase (Big! Giant! Geek!) at the time I was first venturing onto the Interbunny. However, no one else seems to use the sceen name, so I can get it pretty much anywhere I go.