Fuck fuck fuck. I just hit "reply to" instead of "forward" when commenting to my minion about an email. Good thing I was actually complimenting the original emailer. Still damn embarrassing.
We killed a homeless man on this bench. Me and Dru. Those were good times. You know, he begged for mercy, and you know, that only made her bite harder.
Spike ,'Sleeper'
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.
brenda m - Mar 31, 2006 11:16:15 am PST #6600 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
juliana - Mar 31, 2006 11:17:00 am PST #6601 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Again, why don't I have a teleportation device?
Not sure, but I think MM is to blame. Again. Or possibly the ferrets.
brenda m - Mar 31, 2006 11:17:31 am PST #6602 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
They're in cahoots.
Pete, Husband of Jilli - Mar 31, 2006 11:33:16 am PST #6603 of 10001
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd
Not sure, but I think MM is to blame. Again. Or possibly the ferrets.
Definitely blame MM. It may not be correct but it's funnier.
Dear Assorted Guys I Walked Past on My Way to and From the Cafeteria...
... the nice goth-girl's husband is willing to be prowling 30 feet behind her in his car. He will be happy to mount the curb and squash the lecherous grin from your over-entitled faces.
Cos. Humph.
Atropa - Mar 31, 2006 11:36:41 am PST #6604 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
The nice goth-girl's husband is willing to be prowling 30 feet behind her in his car.
Awwww. But you can't get the car near the cafeteria or the walkways & stairs leading to & from it.
§ ita § - Mar 31, 2006 11:40:02 am PST #6605 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
you can't get the car near the cafeteria or the walkways & stairs leading to & from it.
Maybe not stealthily...
Pete, Husband of Jilli - Mar 31, 2006 11:54:27 am PST #6606 of 10001
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd
Two words: Air Drop.
brenda m - Mar 31, 2006 12:09:56 pm PST #6607 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Please god will somebody make this seventy-five hour day end already? Won't somebody think of the children me?
Nicole - Mar 31, 2006 12:17:55 pm PST #6608 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
Preach it, Brenda!
As soon as I finish working on this scorecard, I'm leaving the office.
And by "finish working on this scorecard" I mean - as soon as my boss stops chit-chatting and gets the hell out of the building.
Topic!Cindy - Mar 31, 2006 12:20:07 pm PST #6609 of 10001
What is even happening?
brenda, I think you already got your lucky moment, in that the misdirected e-mail was a nice one, rather than a "That bitch" one. That said, it's 5:19 here, so I think you should get to go home now, because you have so many friends and acquaintances in the eastern time zone.