Mal: There's plenty orders of mine that she didn't obey. Wash: Name one! Mal: She married you!

'War Stories'


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 22, 2005 3:02:18 pm PDT #4582 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.

Yeah. But I don't think they're really sure what it is. It could just be a wallaby or something. I wonder how it got to Springfield.

If the witnesses are correct that it looked part-deer as well, then a Patagonian cavy is more likely than a wallaby. But yes, eyewitness reports can be unreliable.

One of my co-workers mentioned the other day she was "going to see a chick flick." I asked her which one. Her reply? "Lord of War"

I'm sorry, I just wanted to see that again. Perhaps her definition of 'chick flick' is where the hero calls women chicks.

pornography – 3: the depiction of acts in a sensational manner so as to arouse a quick intense emotional reaction

Man, Steve Irwin's going to be surprised at the change in his censorship rating.

The result of exposure to this kind of fairy tale is obvious, at least to us. When a single woman leaves a steamy chick flick only to return home alone to her cats and tub of ice cream, a part of her breaks—the heart part. And she feels more alone than ever.

Good lord. What bit of a man breaks when he comes home from a Jenna Jameson flick to discover his many posters of naked women have again failed to entice any actual naked women to his apartment?

When Ripley tells Newt to strap in and then she crashes the troop carrier in to rescue the marines--gosh, I just went home and realized my heart was broken because I'd never get to crash a troop carrier through a wall.

I can see that we'd have to rewrite "The Ballad of Lucy Jordan" to have you riding through Paris in something rather more heavy-duty than a sports car.


billytea - Sep 22, 2005 3:02:22 pm PDT #4583 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.

Yeah. But I don't think they're really sure what it is. It could just be a wallaby or something. I wonder how it got to Springfield.

If the witnesses are correct that it looked part-deer as well, then a Patagonian cavy is more likely than a wallaby. But yes, eyewitness reports can be unreliable.

One of my co-workers mentioned the other day she was "going to see a chick flick." I asked her which one. Her reply? "Lord of War"

I'm sorry, I just wanted to see that again. Perhaps her definition of 'chick flick' is where the hero calls women chicks.

pornography – 3: the depiction of acts in a sensational manner so as to arouse a quick intense emotional reaction

Man, Steve Irwin's going to be surprised at the change in his censorship rating.

The result of exposure to this kind of fairy tale is obvious, at least to us. When a single woman leaves a steamy chick flick only to return home alone to her cats and tub of ice cream, a part of her breaks—the heart part. And she feels more alone than ever.

Good lord. What bit of a man breaks when he comes home from a Jenna Jameson flick to discover his many posters of naked women have again failed to entice any actual naked women to his apartment?

When Ripley tells Newt to strap in and then she crashes the troop carrier in to rescue the marines--gosh, I just went home and realized my heart was broken because I'd never get to crash a troop carrier through a wall.

I can see that we'd have to rewrite "The Ballad of Lucy Jordan" to have you riding through Paris in something rather more heavy-duty than a sports car.


Cass - Sep 22, 2005 3:04:37 pm PDT #4584 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.

I plead temporary insanity work for my intermittent posting today.


vw bug - Sep 22, 2005 3:06:47 pm PDT #4585 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

I just went and started the process of buying my present for myself with my school loan money (skincare products from [link] ...talk about porn)(couldn't *actually* buy it, 'cause I don't get my check till tomorrow). I'm $18.50 away from spending so much money that I can get $100 worth of products for $20. Too much fun!


erikaj - Sep 22, 2005 3:14:36 pm PDT #4586 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!

You know too much about what I like, Hec. And despite fronting like I'm hard in here, I like the occasional chick flick, ie, "Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants" or, less warmly, "Sex and The City" But I do not watch them much now as they can tend to make me envious and feel poor and underdressed. But if I'm in a good mood, I think they're fun.


Topic!Cindy - Sep 22, 2005 3:16:57 pm PDT #4587 of 10001
What is even happening?

I plead temporary insanity work for my intermittent posting today.

billytea's trying to fill in the gap, though.


dw - Sep 22, 2005 3:18:06 pm PDT #4588 of 10001
Silence means security silence means approval

Secretary. James Spader.

Enough said.

Does that mean Maggie Gyllenhaal will be free for a "you are on my list" fling?


Steph L. - Sep 22, 2005 3:33:26 pm PDT #4589 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Does that mean Maggie Gyllenhaal will be free for a "you are on my list" fling?

No -- I'll be needing her, too.


billytea - Sep 22, 2005 3:46:55 pm PDT #4590 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'm having people over tomorrow night to celebrate the aging process. The guest list includes one vegetarian, and at least one carnivore. And someone who feels ill at the sight of pink meat. Challenge!

I will have a vegetarian lasagne thing going (a recipe I submitted to the Buffista cookbook), and am thinking something porkesque for the meat dish. Then a salad to go with either of them. Not entirely happy with it, though. I think something beef-based would be better.


P.M. Marc - Sep 22, 2005 4:00:58 pm PDT #4591 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

DO NOT BOGART THE GYLLENHAAL!*

*Well, feel free to bogart Jake.