{{{Raq}}} I hope you can get a nap today. Poor thing!
Can I mop your brow? I am at the ready with the fearsome brow-mop.
Wash ,'Objects In Space'
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.
vw bug - Nov 19, 2005 10:33:02 pm PST #5803 of 10003
Mostly lurking...
Fay - Nov 19, 2005 11:38:02 pm PST #5804 of 10003
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
Apologies for shamelessly skipping 300+ posts (which I want to READ, damn it!!!), but I wanted to bounce in and share my glee:
I have lost one stone (14lb)!!!!
Bloody well done me!!!!
t / Weightloss Likes Carrots
Kat - Nov 20, 2005 2:44:47 am PST #5805 of 10003
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Go Fay! Color me impressed!
billytea - Nov 20, 2005 2:49:52 am PST #5806 of 10003
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I have lost one stone (14lb)!!!!
Huzzah! Well done Fay.
Anne W. - Nov 20, 2005 3:27:12 am PST #5807 of 10003
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Good job, Fay!
WindSparrow - Nov 20, 2005 3:54:02 am PST #5808 of 10003
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
shakes her pom-poms.
Go, Fay!
vw bug - Nov 20, 2005 4:20:18 am PST #5809 of 10003
Mostly lurking...
Go Fay!
Kat, what are you doing up so early (or late)?!
Jars - Nov 20, 2005 4:21:04 am PST #5810 of 10003
I have lost one stone (14lb)!!!!
Good lord! That's a bit brilliant, really. Well done.
DCJensen - Nov 20, 2005 4:41:30 am PST #5811 of 10003
All is well that ends in pizza.
Yay Fay!
Does that mean you're less stoned?
t runs away
WindSparrow - Nov 20, 2005 4:44:36 am PST #5812 of 10003
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
There will be pizza for breakfast!
Mwahahhahaahahahahahhaahahahahah.