I tell you I have this theory. It goes where, you're the one who's not my sister. Cuz mom adopted you from a shoe box full of baby howler monkeys, and never told you cuz it could hurt your delicate baby feelings.

Dawn ,'Selfless'


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 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'.


Polter-Cow - Aug 23, 2005 6:07:17 pm PDT #8288 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

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

I have embraced it. It's a good word.

Also, great e-mail from Bec. So glad things are working out for you.


tommyrot - Aug 23, 2005 6:13:25 pm PDT #8289 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

For P-C: Indian Courtship With a U.S. Touch

The venerable South Asian tradition of arranged marriages has taken on an American reinvention. Dr. Patel's mother and father had a hand in their daughter's selection. They were in touch with friends, cousins and cousins of cousins for suggestions about whom she should marry. But Dr. Patel was free to reject them all.

Only over dinner with Dr. Shah - her ninth suitor - did she finally begin a courtship that was fueled as much by chemical attraction as by familial interest. Her marriage, as some young Indians refer to it, was "love-cum-arranged."

I'm thinking "love-cum-arranged" is not the best term they could have come up with....


Cashmere - Aug 23, 2005 6:15:11 pm PDT #8290 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.

I'm thinking "love-cum-arranged" is not the best term they could have come up with....

Um...yeah. But in some cases, it's probaby pretty apt.