Angel: I appreciate you guys looking out for Connor all summer. It's just—he's confused. He needs time. That's all. Fred: Right. Time, and some corporal punishment with a large heavy mallet. Not that I'm bitter.

'Just Rewards (2)'


Spike's Bitches 27: I'm Embarrassed for Our Kind.  

[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.


JohnSweden - Nov 01, 2005 7:18:10 am PST #1947 of 10003
I can't even.

offers $1,000,000 to anyone who wants to go to Michigan for me

When? I might be able to cover for you, and no payment necessary, I'll take good vibes from the sunny west in trade.

"Hi, I'm the Canadian ambassador to Miraclebornia. The Empress has come down with a chronic case of Smiteyoumofos and I'm here so that you may live and continue to pay proper tribute in adoration to the Princess. I'd get on with the adoring if I were you."


SuziQ - Nov 01, 2005 7:21:36 am PST #1948 of 10003
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Oooooh, I want JohnSweden to be the Canadian ambassador to my life.


Trudy Booth - Nov 01, 2005 7:22:07 am PST #1949 of 10003
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

Aimee, it will be good to see them.


Connie Neil - Nov 01, 2005 7:22:56 am PST #1950 of 10003
brillig

offers $1,000,000 to anyone who wants to go to Michigan for me

I live in Utah. Michigan does not frighten me.


Aims - Nov 01, 2005 7:24:31 am PST #1951 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Oh goody! You all are going to Ypsilanti tonight. You'll be staying at my grandparents house and deal with my wreck of a mother, stoic to the point of creepy grandmother, and dying grandfather. Thank you for enabling my denial. If *I* don't go to Michigan, he'll get better.

Have fun!!

t makes grumpy/sad face and keeps making packing list

My sister, Em and I leave tonight at 10:30. BUH-LAH.


Almare - Nov 01, 2005 7:25:49 am PST #1952 of 10003
"My drink preference does not indicate my sexual preference. "

Someone's cell phone just went off in here. It played "Tusk." Being a library, everyone turned and glared silently. The librarian, whom you would expect to say, "Shush!" Instead replied, "Oh for the love of... This is a library. Please turn off all cell phones. In the case your phone does go off, please set the ring to a song that doesn't degrade humanity."


Aims - Nov 01, 2005 7:27:43 am PST #1953 of 10003
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Way to kill the thread, babe.

t /speaking to myself


Trudy Booth - Nov 01, 2005 7:28:53 am PST #1954 of 10003
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

Woo hoo! Party in Ypsi TONIGHT BAYBEEEEEE!

We'll all dress up in corsets and pose next to the water tower.


Deena - Nov 01, 2005 7:33:02 am PST #1955 of 10003
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

I think we should all go to Ypsilanti. We'd confuse the hell out of everyone. It could be fun. And I'd get to escape the work sitting here staring me in the face.


Volans - Nov 01, 2005 7:44:23 am PST #1956 of 10003
move out and draw fire

My step-mother recently mailed a box to me containing all the research clippings and notes my dad had collected for a book. I wish she hadn't, as the way things get lost in the APO...but that's not the point. The point involves camels.

I have learned that there were camels in New Mexico at the turn of the (last) century. Apparently the Army imported a bunch of them, and a camel trainer, from Egypt, and set about using them instead of horses between Texas and California. This is mid-1800s. They were brilliant, but the Civil War happened and the project was cancelled, and the camels were released into the wild.

What really pinged my imagination was the Egyptian camel trainer, who left his home, came to the Territories, and never returned.