Not very loyal though. Hec makes a bad "friend of ours." No syndicates for you.
It was a completely hypothetical question. Besides if Teppy's going in with her Louisville Slugger I'd have to reconsider.
Reavers ain't men. Or they forgot how to be. Now they're just nothing. They got out to the edge of the galaxy, to that place of nothing, and that's what they became.
Mal ,'Bushwhacked'
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.
DavidS - Sep 18, 2005 1:43:53 pm PDT #3778 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
sj - Sep 18, 2005 1:45:27 pm PDT #3779 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Much ~ma for Sparky's dh and his family.
vw bug - Sep 18, 2005 1:49:38 pm PDT #3780 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
{{{Sparky, DH and Family}}} I'm so sorry for your loss.
Steph L. - Sep 18, 2005 1:50:37 pm PDT #3781 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Besides if Teppy's going in with her Louisville Slugger I'd have to reconsider.
Oh, it's on hand, believe me. I don't treat the sentient mold lightly.
erikaj - Sep 18, 2005 1:51:54 pm PDT #3782 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Yeah. A woman with a baseball bat has changed some men's minds.
erikaj - Sep 18, 2005 1:52:07 pm PDT #3783 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Trudy Booth - Sep 18, 2005 1:55:45 pm PDT #3784 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
Could you maybe negotiate with the sentient mold? Give it twenty-four hours to leave on its own volition or you'll come back with bleach?
Steph L. - Sep 18, 2005 2:21:25 pm PDT #3785 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
The sentient mold refused to negotiate. In fact, it made insulting comments about my parentage, so it is now trapped under paper towels soaked in full-strength bleach.
A few observations:
(1) You can call it "fresh rain" scent bleach, but that doesn't make it smell like anything other than a gigantic bucket of pool chemicals.
(2) Perhaps I should have purchased rubber gloves, or at least made sure there were no cuts on my hands.
(2a) But I know those cuts aren't infected, boy howdy.
(3) Breathing in bleach fumes can't possibly be good for the continued survival of my brain cells.
Update in 20 minutes or so, after the mold has had a chance to stew in the bleach.
In the meantime, I'm trying to vent the noxious gases without making myself sick. I'm beginning to think flames would have been a better plan.
DebetEsse - Sep 18, 2005 2:26:48 pm PDT #3786 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Steph L. - Sep 18, 2005 2:30:49 pm PDT #3787 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
Hmm. I see the good people at Clorox say "Only Clorox® Regular-Bleach is EPA Registered for sanitization and disinfection."
So....nobody rat me out to the EPA, okay? I figure bleach is bleach, and "fresh rain" is what was in the closet. If the sentient mold succumbs to it, I'm okay with that.
t edit I don't mean that to be snippy; I'm just a rebel when it comes to bleach, I guess.