I was right. Damn.
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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.
Alas, libkitty, me too.
Time to move, Teppy.
Alas for us -kitties.
All the Bitches should be Getting Some.
I've met many of you. I know this to be true first hand.
Alas for us -kitties.Must. Not. Make. Pussy. Remark.
Dude, where's SPP when you need her?
On the bright side, I'm heading home to watch DVDs: Firefly, and perhaps Farscape if the Postal Service was kind.
On re-reading, that sounds kind of pathetic. But in a good way, so I'm going with it.
It sounds like in a good way to me, lib.
I have Mexican food, Firefly is on tv and I am content.
Though I do need a new boyfriend soon. I need a huge, worn out tshirt.
Who was talking about Trader Joe's pumpkin butter? Because it led me to buy some, and I'm eating it on some toast and it is OMGSOGOOD.
Though I do need a new boyfriend soon. I need a huge, worn out tshirt.
So really, a boyfriend is just a big-shirt supplier for you?