Wait, he's dating an overstuffed leather couch and he hasn't married it yet?
What is he waiting for?
Travers: Perhaps you'll favor us with a demonstration while we're here. Buffy: You mean, like, right now? 'Cause, already had my recommended daily dose of fights tonight.
'Potential'
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.
DebetEsse - Jan 03, 2006 10:15:44 pm PST #3166 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Cass - Jan 03, 2006 10:28:26 pm PST #3167 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.
No, see he's taking it slow with the couch. There are regular visits, longing looks... I think they've even spent a significant amount of time snuggling. But actually buying the couch is a big step. You want to be sure it will be forever.
DebetEsse - Jan 03, 2006 10:38:30 pm PST #3168 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
You want to be sure it will be forever.
Well, yes and no. At least 15-20 years, sure, but forever ? I've got a 1970s monstrosity in the living room that begs to differ
Cass - Jan 03, 2006 10:45:59 pm PST #3169 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.
So what you are saying is that you and the couch have grown apart and maybe it is time to try living seperate lives?
Or, just that things need to be spiced up and perhaps that cozy ottoman you've had your eye on would be just the thing?
DebetEsse - Jan 03, 2006 10:52:06 pm PST #3170 of 10001
Woe to the fucking wicked.
Oh, this thing I never bought. We inherited it from Z's parents.
So, really, it's more like a new in-law for me. Or, rather, since it brought along matching chairs, a whole set of in-laws.
Cass - Jan 03, 2006 11:12:30 pm PST #3171 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.
Oh, this thing I never bought.Ah. Arranged
WindSparrow - Jan 04, 2006 12:14:40 am PST #3172 of 10001
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.
At least 15-20 years, sure, but forever ? I've got a 1970s monstrosity in the living room that begs to differ.
So what you are saying is that you and the couch have grown apart and maybe it is time to try living seperate lives?
Or, just that things need to be spiced up and perhaps that cozy ottoman you've had your eye on would be just the thing?
Slip covers, like the micro-skirted nurse's uniforms in the Fredrick's of Hollywood catalogue, a little fantasy dress-up never hurt anyone. Or, well, if it does, that's a whole other category of spicy.
beth b - Jan 04, 2006 12:21:44 am PST #3173 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Dh and I have an old futon frame from our early life...and really it is me that has a hard time with commiting to a new couch...
honestly, I think it is the new futon cover. purple, and a little large so it slips on and off so easily...
Topic!Cindy - Jan 04, 2006 1:16:02 am PST #3174 of 10001
What is even happening?
Ugh, Betsy. That's awful.
And I misspelled her name. Oops. Here endeth the Woolly report.Poor billytea. Maybe this is the time to send a second email--maybe something along the lines of, "Now, the real question is, did I misspell your name because I am stupid; because I made a typo; or did I do for an excuse to send a second email?"
No, see he's taking it slow with the couch. There are regular visits, longing looks... I think they've even spent a significant amount of time snuggling. But actually buying the couch is a big step. You want to be sure it will be forever.
Cass, you're being really mature about this. I admire your strength, mama. (Does your couch know?)
billytea - Jan 04, 2006 1:22:17 am PST #3175 of 10001
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Poor billytea. Maybe this is the time to send a second email--maybe something along the lines of, "Now, the real question is, did I misspell your name because I am stupid; because I made a typo; or did I do for an excuse to send a second email?"
Oh no, now I can use it as an experiment to see if she notices! I'm guessing yes, but if not then it could be worth noting in the file.