Does anybody else miss the Mayor? 'I just want to be a big snake.'

Xander ,'End of Days'


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.


billytea - Mar 23, 2006 5:36:03 pm PST #5121 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.

I'm pretty sure that mine went ka-boom before you started the trend. Not that it's cheery, but it imploded on it's own.

Yeah. I first found out about your situation around New Years '04, but of course I don't know how long there had been difficulties.

But you didn't post about it. I fear I'm the one who made it seem glamorous. t hangs head in shame


Strix - Mar 23, 2006 5:41:26 pm PST #5122 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

HOLY SHIT! I already got my MO tax refund in my account, and I efiled TUESDAY.

Hey, MO's fucked up on contraception, but we refund fast. And I'ma spending part of the money on a gyno appt., and the Pill. BWAHHHHAAAHHAA, muthafuckas!!!


Cass - Mar 23, 2006 5:46:03 pm PST #5123 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.

and he was bummed because everytime he had smelled it, he couldn't stop thinking of me.
That is just the best thing.
But you didn't post about it. I fear I'm the one who made it seem glamorous.
Actually that means I was talky meat about it much earlier than I had thought. But you were the one who explemplified grace under pressure. Wow, two years ago. Huh.


WindSparrow - Mar 23, 2006 5:47:07 pm PST #5124 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.

Did you know that penguins have a secret garden?

A secret garden of luuuuuuuuuuuv?

Erin, how adorably cute.

meara, the Flock of Seagulls hair girl scares me.

ION Daniel put the limeade packets in the coconut matting planters. Jury is still out on whether or not to force him to drink it all up.


Cass - Mar 23, 2006 5:47:43 pm PST #5125 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.

And I'ma spending part of the money on a gyno appt., and the Pill. BWAHHHHAAAHHAA, muthafuckas!!!
snerk

And the shirt smelling is really a time-honored method of determining smittenness. Something in our lizard brains, I imagine.


Strix - Mar 23, 2006 5:48:31 pm PST #5126 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Hee. I just read the email again and I am BLUSHING, I swear.

It's so NOT me.


billytea - Mar 23, 2006 5:49:09 pm PST #5127 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.

and he was bummed because everytime he had smelled it, he couldn't stop thinking of me.

Aww. And there are so many ways an "Every time I smell this, I think of you" compliment can go horribly wrong, it's nice to see someone getting good results.


meara - Mar 23, 2006 5:49:47 pm PST #5128 of 10001

Aww. So cute, Erin!!

FlockOfSeagulls girl was actually nice. I'm kinda hoping she emails me.

One of the other girls, who I gave my email to (but who did not give me hers) emailed me this evening. i think I'll wait until I'm not fuzzyheaded on drugs before I write her back.


Strix - Mar 23, 2006 5:51:01 pm PST #5129 of 10001
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

i think I'll wait until I'm not fuzzyheaded on drugs before I write her back.

Hmm. I can vote for or against this, based on experience, and I'll just say use your own discretion.


billytea - Mar 23, 2006 5:51:26 pm PST #5130 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.

And the shirt smelling is really a time-honored method of determining smittenness. Something in our lizard brains, I imagine.

Lizard brains are particularly skilled at associating smells with emotional states. (Now I'm imagining Vermont telling New Hampshire, "I really love you, man!")