A ghost? What's the deal? Is every frat on this campus haunted? And if so, why do people keep coming to these parties, cause it's not the snacks.

Xander ,'Dirty Girls'


Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!  

[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.


§ ita § - Dec 21, 2005 12:52:50 pm PST #1014 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Erika, you'd be the first person I told.


Laura - Dec 21, 2005 12:59:17 pm PST #1015 of 10001
This too shall pass.

Oh dear Katie B, I hope your neighbor is ok. Ouch.


erikaj - Dec 21, 2005 1:00:26 pm PST #1016 of 10001
"Somewhere in this building is our talent." Toby Ziegler, my spirit animal

Bitchin', ita. Especially as I can count on you to be all continental and cool and not blurt out "OMG, do you know who you are? Dude...Frank Fucking Pembleton. Dag." And stuff as in a Chris Farley sketch. "Remember Homicide? That was *awesome*!" Just don't mess him up too much if you kick him in the head, okay?


vw bug - Dec 21, 2005 1:01:27 pm PST #1017 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

No one tell ita how many concepts I ended up with. She might kill me with her pinky.


Ginger - Dec 21, 2005 1:04:41 pm PST #1018 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I take it you exceeded your 20-concept limit?


vw bug - Dec 21, 2005 1:05:43 pm PST #1019 of 10001
Mostly lurking...

I plead the fifth.


§ ita § - Dec 21, 2005 1:20:16 pm PST #1020 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Tsk, tsk, vw. I'm shaking my pinkie at you right now.


brenda m - Dec 21, 2005 1:24:27 pm PST #1021 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Look out! You could be killed!


P.M. Marc - Dec 21, 2005 1:24:42 pm PST #1022 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

Someone (on my f-list, who I know in real life) just asked me to explain the Jason Todd/Red Hood thing.

And I'm not sure exactly what he wants explained, and if it has to do with the comics, or with my f-list's peculiar obsession with the boy.

Hmm.


Steph L. - Dec 21, 2005 2:45:31 pm PST #1023 of 10001
It's actually been a really hard year, when you stop and do the math. Eliot would cry, too, if it didn't take him seventy minutes of therapy, two cocktails, and a Sondheim medley before he can experience a human emotion through the haze of his PTSD.

Someone (on my f-list, who I know in real life) just asked me to explain the Jason Todd/Red Hood thing.

Easy:

Hoodlum. Robin. Batman's sex monkey. Beaten to death with crowbar. Source of much brooding. Not so dead, after all. Vigilante with a gun. In serious need of therapy. Probably still Batman's sex monkey.