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'Beneath You'


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.


Trudy Booth - Aug 23, 2005 5:43:55 pm PDT #8278 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

How bad of a felony can transporting narcotics internationally really be?

That's what *I* was saying, now wasn't it?

Granted, I was loaded on tequila, lard, and the stench of sin its self. I'm not sure what your excuse it.


billytea - Aug 23, 2005 5:46:10 pm PDT #8279 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.

Granted, I was loaded on tequila, lard, and the scent of sin.

This has to be a drinking song. You need to publish a book of drinking songs, with this and "Under a pile of whores" and any other songs you want to compose.


Cass - Aug 23, 2005 5:47:07 pm PDT #8280 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.

William, William, William, tears of joy. Of course!
Bec impresses me nearly as much as you. Those are just lovely words, I can only pretend to imagine how much it means to you to hear them from her.


Cass - Aug 23, 2005 5:51:02 pm PDT #8281 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.

Fairly felonious.
Bugger. It's only 15 miles... It seems it should be less bad if it is only 15 miles.
I'm not sure what your excuse it.
Spasmatic back mostly.

Trudy's drinking songs are fun. There are more than a few answering machines with "Under a Pile of Whores" on them.


billytea - Aug 23, 2005 5:51:04 pm PDT #8282 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.

Bec impresses me nearly as much as you. Those are just lovely words, I can only pretend to imagine how much it means to you to hear them from her.

Yeah. Apparently AS has been talking about me at work. Her work is subject to the whole "billytea likes carrots!" treatment. So she has in the past been scornful of people who would even potentially put themselves in the position of being homewreckers, and now she's told them that I'm separated and they're a little agog. Now I'm imagining that she'll turn up one day saying "No, it's ok, his wife emailed me and she's cool with it."


sj - Aug 23, 2005 5:52:08 pm PDT #8283 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

You need to publish a book of drinking songs, with this and "Under a pile of whores" and any other songs you want to compose.

Yes, this is a brilliant idea. I wish I could have saved my phone message from that F2F forever. One of the best messages ever.


Trudy Booth - Aug 23, 2005 5:56:58 pm PDT #8284 of 10001
Greece's financial crisis threatens to take down all of Western civilization - a civilization they themselves founded. A rather tragic irony - which is something they also invented. - Jon Stewart

I suspect that Tequila, Lard and the Very Scent of Sin is a more rolicking tune than Under a Pile of Whores.


billytea - Aug 23, 2005 5:59:22 pm PDT #8285 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.

I suspect that Tequila, Lard and the Very Scent of Sin is a more rolicking tune than Under a Pile of Whores.

Oh yes. And Me, You, and the Thai hooker of your choice would probably be a little more downbeat, I'm thinking Show Me The Way To Go Home in feel.


Cass - Aug 23, 2005 6:00:01 pm PDT #8286 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.

Now I'm imagining that she'll turn up one day saying "No, it's ok, his wife emailed me and she's cool with it."
Can you film their reactions? Because I don't know what comes after agog.
and the Very Scent of Sin
It was TJ. That was raw sewage.


billytea - Aug 23, 2005 6:02:28 pm PDT #8287 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.

Can you film their reactions? Because I don't know what comes after agog.

That's why America so desperately needs to embrace 'gobsmacked'.