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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.
Hec, thanks so much to you and JZ for lighting a candle for my dad. If he'd known you, and you'd said you were going to see the church, he probably would have wise cracked (in a nice way--he was never mean, but always funny), "Light a candle for me."
Cass, I hope you're sleeping. I'm glad you had a nice evening. I'm so sorry you're going through all this. I hope the hospice care-givers are more able to effectively manage your grandmother's pain. From everything I've heard, I expect them to be.
d, happy 2006 to you. Your post was the last one I read as I was catching up from last night. It snowed here, overnight. I was looking out the windows, thinking how beautiful and clean everything looks--that it's visual confirmation of a fresh start on a clean slate. I wish that for you, and juliana, and for anyone here who wants it.
He's the other Phil. The one they call the Unibomber. He's of average height and greater than average hyper. He's very, err, memorable. Not in a bad way, mind, but he's a force of nature.
I like him without the hoodie. He's a cute guy. He is also one of DH's favorite players. Much for the reasons Hec stated.
We watched Serenity last night and DH liked it very much. Right after midnight he decided he wasn't at all tired and suggested we get out the Firefly DVD's. It was a very, very lovely evening.
Happy New Year, everyone! As nice as the year as been to me and mine, I know 2005 has been a royal Pain in the Ass for some. I want 2006 to be the year nothing bad happens to people.
This just in: The Australian Reptile Centre rocks, especially when the inland taipan is active.
...you know, it's just striking me that I've never actually seen you and Steve Irwin together in a room at the same time.
narrows eyes.
Do you by any chance have a Super Sekrit Identity, billytea? One that involves wearing identical outfits on a daily basis and calling rabid and poisonous pointy-toothed critters hell-bent on homicide "grumpy little fellas"?
Happy Temporal Celebration of Orbital Mechanics, everyone.
So the earth is still going around the sun? Good. Because if it stopped going around the sun, it would fall into the sun, but it would take a few months so we wouldn't notice right away.
Thanks for the lovely thoughtfulness, Zmayhems. I don't know how you knew I was missing my dad yesterday, but reading about the candle-lighting was really comforting.
Do you by any chance have a Super Sekrit Identity, billytea? One that involves wearing identical outfits on a daily basis and calling rabid and poisonous pointy-toothed critters hell-bent on homicide "grumpy little fellas"?
Lord no. I'm far too polite to go grabbing things by the tail and hauling them up for the cameras. Plus, they're far more interesting under their own steam.
I'm pleased to hear it.
(Although I have never laughed harder or longer in my entire life than I did the first time I stumbled across Steve Irwin. It was Deadly Snakes with Steve Irwin, iirc, and the sheer glee with which he pursued the green mamba up a tree, exclaiming rapturously "It's the Green Mamba!!!!", while a (presumably terrified, armour-clad) cameraman had to scurry after him...well, it was shockingly funny. In a blindfolded-guy-juggling-greased-warheads kind of WTF???!!!??? way.)
Anyway. Glad to hear you aren't him. I don't think I could really fight crime with someone who was that suicidal. (And I'm speaking as someone who owns a cape. DESPITE what the best authorities advise.)
Happy new year, all. We've had our medicine, and a brunch of waffles with maple or boysenberry syrup and scrambled eggs with ham bits and sharp white cheddar and are now lizardy, except without the sun. Or a rock.