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?
'Why We Fight'
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.
No one tell ita how many concepts I ended up with. She might kill me with her pinky.
I take it you exceeded your 20-concept limit?
I plead the fifth.
Tsk, tsk, vw. I'm shaking my pinkie at you right now.
Look out! You could be killed!
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.
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.
What? They didn't leave the little brat dead?
Whoa. I'm out of my comics geekery. They resurrected Jason Todd?