This girl at school? She told me that gelatin is made from ground-up cow's feet and that every time you eat Jell-O there's some cow out there limping around without any feet. But I told her that I'm sure the cow is dead before they cut its feet off, right?

Dawn ,'Never Leave Me'


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.


Cass - Dec 29, 2005 6:25:13 pm PST #2225 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Lucy steals socks. Amusing, but not so much when she goes after the ones you're currently wearing. Ouchie.
While you are wearing them? Ouch is right!

One of my parent's Golden Retrievers steals shoes. And slippers. And socks. But only when they are off of actual feet. He's not impressive as a thief anymore. Though watching him run around with the purloined footwear in his mouth is funny. Happily trotting around with a sock or a slide.


tommyrot - Dec 29, 2005 6:27:35 pm PST #2226 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

I had a barn cat steal my wool hat a few times while I was wearing it.


Trudy Booth - Dec 29, 2005 6:33:49 pm PST #2227 of 10001
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

Daisy steals panties? Amusing dog.

OK, for a second I thought we meant Daisy Jane. Oh dear.

And cancer? Cancer is stoopid.


Cass - Dec 29, 2005 6:36:00 pm PST #2228 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I flashed to Daisy Jane... I admit it.

Cancer is way stupid. Fuck Canada, I am totally blaming cancer these days.


Lee - Dec 29, 2005 6:37:45 pm PST #2229 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

This sounds like a good plan as well Cass.


tommyrot - Dec 29, 2005 6:44:57 pm PST #2230 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

Cancer is way stupid. Fuck Canada, I am totally blaming cancer these days.

One of the Kids in the Hall appologized for causing cancer. So it's all connected.


Cass - Dec 29, 2005 6:46:36 pm PST #2231 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I think it is an excellent plan. Though I might be overreacting just a little. It's been that kind of night.

My other plan of taquitos and beer is turning out well.

So it's all connected.
I shall blame cancer *and* Canada.


Trudy Booth - Dec 29, 2005 6:54:27 pm PST #2232 of 10001
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

Fucking Canada could be fun...


Almare - Dec 29, 2005 7:08:56 pm PST #2233 of 10001
"My drink preference does not indicate my sexual preference. "

You know how dryers always steal socks and panties...? Could be a Canadian plot...


DCJensen - Dec 29, 2005 7:21:13 pm PST #2234 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.

It seems unreal that my grandma was this vibrant person at my parent's Christmas party on the 10th.

My dad was battling illness for years. The last time I saw him, he was doing fine for a seventy year old with multiple problems. We went to the store, he bought me a shovel for my car, as I had none and the holidays were coming on. Then I drove down to my cousin Steve's for Thanksgiving. On the day after Thanksgiving I stopped by my sister's house for belated Turkey Day dinner and she had just gotten the call that dad was dead. He was doing so well.

"It's always sudden."

That was ten years ago.