I'd eat cheesecake from a tube. Actually, I think that would work pretty well, except for the crust.
It could be striped, like Aquafresh toothpaste!
It's possible that he's in the land of perpetual Wednesday, or the crazy melty land, or you know, the world without shrimp.
Anya ,'Showtime'
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.
Tom Scola - Sep 27, 2005 8:44:56 am PDT #5315 of 10001
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
Lee - Sep 27, 2005 9:03:43 am PDT #5316 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Happy Birthday Nicole!!
Carrot cake is gross.
sj - Sep 27, 2005 9:05:41 am PDT #5317 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Skipping ahead to say:
Happy Birthday, Nicole!!! I miss you already.
Betsy HP - Sep 27, 2005 9:05:44 am PDT #5318 of 10001
If I only had a brain...
Now THIS is art (not work-safe)
Two Czech statues pee into a fountain, spelling out works of Czech literature with the fountain stream.
Steph L. - Sep 27, 2005 9:06:45 am PDT #5319 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Carrot cake is gross.
You are DEAD to me.
Jessica - Sep 27, 2005 9:07:44 am PDT #5320 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
You are DEAD to me.
What, the bacon thing wasn't enough?
Gris - Sep 27, 2005 9:08:18 am PDT #5321 of 10001
Hey. New board.
Carrot cake is gross.
Perkins is dead to me.
Oh, speaking of dead, I wanted to tell a story. So, I went skating in Riverside park this morning. At 110th and the street, there are a sequence of about 3 small-scale playgrounds, clearly aimed for small kids. Anyway, apparently their aim works, because I seriously think every. single. 2 and 3-year-old in the upper west side must have been playing there. Running around, and shrieking, and hanging on poles, and swinging, and all the things little kids do. (there were parents too, of course).
It's like somebody looked down and said "You know, I don't think the Bitches have done enough to make David die from cute and crave fatherhood (eventually). Let's throw him a cuteness obstacle he will NEVER be able to resist."
I think they won.
sj - Sep 27, 2005 9:08:42 am PDT #5322 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Also skipping ahead because I have missed everyone here and I have a ton of school work to do today. Tons of ~ma and hugs to all who need them.
Denver was gorgeous and I miss waking up to a mountain view. I also realized when I woke up this morning that my usual aches and pains did not exist in the same way in Denver.
amych - Sep 27, 2005 9:10:42 am PDT #5323 of 10001
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
otoh, Perkins is alive to me, because we can survive happily and symbiotically with her giving me all her bacon and cheesecake. It's the rest of you that I'll have to keeeel if you try to touch my food.
Lee - Sep 27, 2005 9:11:01 am PDT #5324 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I don't want to be dead.
Sad now.
eta: yay for amych.