Reavers ain't men. Or they forgot how to be. Now they're just nothing. They got out to the edge of the galaxy, to that place of nothing, and that's what they became.

Mal ,'Bushwhacked'


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 - Apr 12, 2006 8:48:43 pm PDT #9041 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 want a scoopy thing to remove ashes and a pokey thing to poke things about.

You'd be amazed how many animals adopt a similar philosophy come mating season.


Cass - Apr 12, 2006 8:49:15 pm PDT #9042 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.

But I didn't need to be shown the Nightmare Before Christmas fireplace tools.
To clarify: Cause they cost more than I want to spend on pokey things.

BT, I saw a marmot! Are there marmots here? It was a little odd but really cute.

You'd be amazed how many animals adopt a similar philosophy come mating season.
If it took care of "mating season" needs? I'd spend a little more. I just want a nice fire that I can poke around.


billytea - Apr 12, 2006 8:52:57 pm PDT #9043 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.

BT, I saw a marmot! Are there marmots here? It was a little odd but really cute.

Yeah, they're pretty funny when you get them up to full speed.


Cass - Apr 12, 2006 8:56:07 pm PDT #9044 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.

It was nibbling grass. Should I chase the next one? Run, Marmot, run.


billytea - Apr 12, 2006 8:58:19 pm PDT #9045 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.

It was nibbling grass. Should I chase the next one? Run, Marmot, run.

No, no, just sidle up to them. Let nature do the rest!


Cass - Apr 12, 2006 9:02:25 pm PDT #9046 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.

Twitchy little critters?

This'll be fun. Well, until the marmosets band together and put me on a Most Wanted for Pestering poster. But it's really nature's fault for making them look like they'd be good on a kabob.


billytea - Apr 12, 2006 9:05:06 pm PDT #9047 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.

Twitchy little critters?

Hey, they're rodents. It's in the job description.


Cass - Apr 12, 2006 9:18:22 pm PDT #9048 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.

  • Twitch nose
  • Forage for delicious treats
  • FLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
  • Twitch nose

...


Fay - Apr 13, 2006 12:06:15 am PDT #9049 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

Aw, damn, Pete. I think you found us someone more adorable than you!

Well, he's certainly giving Pete a run for his money, but I'm afraid that Pete still holds the sparkly crown of Adorability scary crown of entirely unendearing manliness.

ion, the bagel delivery people have now doubled (or possibly tripled) their range of bagels and added fresh home-made waffles (with blueberries or strawberries or chocolate chips) and added mini-bagels.

They're like crack dealers. Who deliver. Ngah.

Must. Return. To. Gym.


billytea - Apr 13, 2006 12:11:34 am PDT #9050 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.

Fay! How's things? I just bought a new camera and no one cares.