Happy Birthday, Pete!
Which was just a birthday greeting, not an offer of anything too personally happy or anything. Damn that billytea for making stuff seem dirty.
[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.
Happy Birthday, Pete!
Which was just a birthday greeting, not an offer of anything too personally happy or anything. Damn that billytea for making stuff seem dirty.
Plei, I went to Washington yesterday, or maybe Sunday, just because I could. The signs telling me how close Seattle was were tempting... Very tempting.
Hee! We mentioned your closeness to us at dinner tonight!
Damn. I can't stop thinking of The Boy (tee em) as the Bumfriend. Which is sad.
Screw it. Imma gonna start calling him Nightwing in my mind.
Damn that billytea for making stuff seem dirty.
Bit of a porny pants himself, isn't he?
Hee! We mentioned your closeness to us at dinner tonight!
Was it "Is that Cass watching us from behind that tree?"
Damn that billytea for making stuff seem dirty.
I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. I simply point out the porniness to which everyone else seems subject. Maybe it just seems dirtier next to me by comparison.
Damn. I can't stop thinking of The Boy (tee em) as the Bumfriend. Which is sad.
I think it's fantastic. If Teacup Guy felt freaked out by having Buffistas shouting greetings over the phone, imagine how this one'll react.
Screw it. Imma gonna start calling him Nightwing in my mind.
Now I'm a few short steps away from calling him Nightarse.
Damn. I can't stop thinking of The Boy (tee em) as the Bumfriend. Which is sad.
Which brings to mind a none too flattering phrase from the UK that I haven't heard in many a year: Bum-Chum.
Screw it. Imma gonna start calling him Nightwing in my mind.
Nightschwing.
Nightschwing.
Bwah!
Which brings to mind a none too flattering phrase from the UK that I haven't heard in many a year: Bum-Chum.
For some reason I am now earwormed with Shoop Shoop Diddy Wop Comma Comma Wang Dang.
Was it "Is that Cass watching us from behind that tree?"No, I turned around just over the border and went to look for the racetrack (on an island!) instead. Because I am entirely too predictable.
But soon ... soon I will not turn around and instead go to Seattle.
I'm not sure if this fits are not. We were watching wilde tonight. Not a great movie, but I did learn where "the carrot that dare not speak its name" came from.