Teppy, don't you dare deny us our chance to enjoy your happiness. And occasionally point and laugh. This is so much better than pointing and laughing at me for burning a grilled cheese sandwich three times in a row.
Yay, vw, for spa-time.
Simon: Captain... why did you come back for us? Mal: You're on my crew. Simon: Yeah, but you don't even like me. Why'd you come back? Mal: You're on my crew. Why we still talking about this?
'Safe'
Spike's Bitches 29: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[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.
WindSparrow - Mar 22, 2006 7:19:15 am PST #4808 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.
sumi - Mar 22, 2006 8:12:15 am PST #4809 of 10001
Art Crawl!!!
I knew that Mother's Day here was started as part of the Woman's Suffrage movement. I didn't know that Mothering Sunday was derived from a Lenten tradition.
beth b - Mar 22, 2006 8:13:29 am PST #4810 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
spa time... yay
can we substitue the word carrot for the L word?
Jessica - Mar 22, 2006 8:14:26 am PST #4811 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
And I carrot you
lisah - Mar 22, 2006 8:20:32 am PST #4812 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate
ooh ooh carrot to carrot ya baby
Aims - Mar 22, 2006 8:22:25 am PST #4813 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PETE!! A bit of poetry for you on this, your natal day.
Pete is a Brit.
He has the dry wit.
He hangs with The Bitches
And takes all our shit.
Frankenbuddha - Mar 22, 2006 8:22:45 am PST #4814 of 10001
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
So the nickname shall be "Teppy's Carrot Weasel" then?
beekaytee - Mar 22, 2006 8:23:21 am PST #4815 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant
This is afun scaryinteresting phase.
Seriously. Both.
I'm not confused, or anything...just pendulum swingy.
AngelBeej:"Oh hey, I'm feeling totally secure and ready for the future. Trala."
DevilBeej:"Are you crazy? There is a noisy, messy male in my SPACE. The Hell? And he's bound to be just like all the rest. And did I mention the not putting the lid down thing? Un.bee.leave.able. And, what about the not thinking the same way I do about money...and phone calling...and...and did I mention the lid?"
AngelBeej:"But there are those beautiful eyes...and that gaze...and those strong arms...and that responding to nearly every request I make almost instantly. And the wanting to be the best he can be for me. And loving my body...especially when I don't. And..."
Hey, married/committed folk (and, no, I don't mean the nuthatch types), does that dialogue ever end? It's been so long since I was married, I can't recall.
Steph L. - Mar 22, 2006 8:24:45 am PST #4816 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
(To the tune of "Happy Birthday")....
Happy Birthday to Pete;
He's really quite neat;
He draws pretty pictures;
And we all think he's sweet!
Aims - Mar 22, 2006 8:25:11 am PST #4817 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Nevermind - I misread Beej's post.
Nope, never ends.
(I have no reading comprehension today.)