"We were looking for the raining frogs" is cute in an Australian accent.
Reading the phone book is cute in an Australian accent. Haven't you heard? We're just adorable!
Yes. Men like sports. Men watch the action movie, they eat of the beef, and enjoy to look at the bosoms. A thousand years of avenging our wrongs and that's all you've learned?
Xander ,'End of Days'
Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!
[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.
billytea - Sep 07, 2005 9:24:16 pm PDT #1491 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.
Cass - Sep 07, 2005 9:36:23 pm PDT #1492 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.
Shhhhh! Admitting this makes American girls seem all easy and stuff.
I miss my old pub. There were some goooood accents there.
Almare - Sep 08, 2005 12:45:02 am PDT #1493 of 10001
"My drink preference does not indicate my sexual preference. "
Huh. My masculine whatnot has killed the thread. Thank you, deeply inappropriate spam!
Well, at least we know if a thread ever turns into a moster, we can just give it a bit of your Y chromosome and it'll calm down.
Topic!Cindy - Sep 08, 2005 1:41:01 am PDT #1494 of 10001
What is even happening?
Cashmere baby!
Cashmere - Sep 08, 2005 2:02:58 am PDT #1495 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
woot, billytea!
Gronk. The boy decided 6 a.m. was a good time to wake up. I squeezed another 20 minutes of sleep, though, because he had to take the time to dump all the toys out of his crib, then his blankie. It wasn't until he had talked to the crib bumper than he decided to start shaking the rails--that's what gets me up.
flea - Sep 08, 2005 2:07:16 am PDT #1496 of 10001
information libertarian
My girl decided 4 am was a good time to wake up. We beat her back until 5:20, and now she is singing Rockabye Baby and Twinlke twinkle at the top of her lungs and wearing Daddy's sneakers (which are a size 13).
Congrats on the spoiler news, Cash. Can we start suggesting names now?
Cashmere - Sep 08, 2005 2:08:50 am PDT #1497 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Can we start suggesting names now?
Yup.
My girl decided 4 am was a good time to wake up. We beat her back until 5:20, and now she is singing Rockabye Baby and Twinlke twinkle at the top of her lungs and wearing Daddy's sneakers (which are a size 13).
YIKES! You win.
Lee - Sep 08, 2005 2:08:53 am PDT #1498 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
MONKEYPANTS!
Shambles - Sep 08, 2005 2:12:07 am PDT #1499 of 10001
At last to guess, instead of always knowing.
Hey Bitches!
Just a drive-by de-lurking because I thought this was too too funny:
Last night, I guess following Teppy's dream about Lilybean & Susan's about Annabel, I dreamt that I drove to Louisiana to rescue the latter two (dream geography prevailing, of course). Annabel was perfectly lucid and articulate, and helped me devise our escape plans, but warned me not to let her mother know, otherwise she'd send her to school early and *that* sounded like a drag. Dream obstacles overcome and rescue succesfully accomplished, we later kept in touch by frequent email...
(Oh me? Been around here for years, on-and-off. Such a Buffista-in-waiting you can't even imagine: ex-librarian; rabid Buffy, Angel, Firefly, LoTR, TDS fan; philosophy post-graduate; webmistress; sci-fi-writer-wannabe; grammar nerd from hell; prone to depression and anxiety but living and loving life; purple-haired eldergoth -- LJ lurker too, but hey Jilli; generally pretty fucking awesome but definitely one of life's spectators.)
Anyway, the punchline of my dream and point of all this publicity: in our later correspondence, Annabel asked for reassurance of secrecy regarding her advanced skills. My reply, and I shit you not:
"As you wish it honey, of course -- but you know, I'll always support you in dreammail".
Brains are cool!
WindSparrow - Sep 08, 2005 3:33:42 am PDT #1500 of 10001
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Shambles, you have spicy braiiiiiiiiiiiins, and I'm not sure whether snuggling or eating them is the better part. How would you feel about both?
bt:
My masculine whatnot has killed the thread. Thank you, deeply inappropriate spam!
I misread this as "inappropriate sperm", and had time to think, "Really up for sharing us with AS, isn't he?" before rereading. But I'm not sure she's prepared to know just how many people around the world are loving her.
ETA: Also, I am such a freakin' tuls rebmun.