ooh ooh carrot to carrot ya baby
No. You're missing the point. The design of the thing is functional. The plan is not to shoot you. The plan is to get the girl. If there's no girl, then the plan, well, is like the room.
Early ,'Objects In Space'
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.
lisah - Mar 22, 2006 8:20:32 am PST #4812 of 10001
Punishingly Intricate
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
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
(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.)
Steph L. - Mar 22, 2006 8:25:42 am PST #4818 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
So the nickname shall be "Teppy's Carrot Weasel" then?
A world of NO.
beekaytee - Mar 22, 2006 8:27:55 am PST #4819 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant
ooh ooh carrot to carrot ya baby
I carrot this the most.
In Jon Favreau's little teeny romcom Love & Sex, Famke Jannsen has a speech about how, over time, saying I Love You becomes as comfortable as having a cheese sandwich.
"I cheese-sandwich you."
Betsy HP - Mar 22, 2006 8:28:00 am PST #4820 of 10001
If I only had a brain...
Hey, married/committed folk (and, no, I don't mean the nuthatch types), does that dialogue ever end?
That would be a big ol' NO.
"You're always sorry/You're always grateful/You're always wondering/What might have been/Then she walks in." - Lord Sondheim, "Sorry/Grateful"
Spidra Webster - Mar 22, 2006 8:28:39 am PST #4821 of 10001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
Happy Birthday, Pete!