It's ok.
Willow ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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.
...I am entirely overcome with the prospect of Mr Reason getting all Tybalt on my ass. (Quite apart from anything else, Tybalt came to a sticky end...er...which sounds infinitely more obscene as I see the words forming on my screen than it remotely did in my head. Oh dear.) Um. Right. And so to bed.
Good night, ladies and gentlemen.
Ooh, things that might be worth mentioning - tonight I have experimented in painting in watercolours on papyrus. It's a bit annoying, papyrus being much less fun than proper paper, but on the other hand - it's papyrus! And painting Egyptian desert scenes onto papyrus is just fun. Yes. Except when the cat tries to drink your paint water. Silly cat.
Anyway, really am off to bed now.
Mwah!
Did you have any kind of sex you don't want anyone to know about when you got your tat, Aimee? Cause that would kill you on House. Almost.
Did you have any kind of sex you don't want anyone to know about when you got your tat, Aimee?
thinks about it
Maybe.
which sounds infinitely more obscene as I see the words forming on my screen than it remotely did in my head.
Shame Fay has headed for bed because I'm sure she'd have been tickled by the knowledge that when I read this line I mis-read it as "words foAming on my screen". Um. Yeah.
Specially, if you had the tattoo artist to your place and the Death Ray was on, only you forgot to mention it, cause your husband was in the room with you...oops.
Could Dr. House save an Empress from the Jaws of Death?
HOUSE: Oh my god, sequins. This was almost a very festive corpse.
Aimee, blowdryer. Aim the hot air at the tatt for a few minutes and it should help the itching.
Did you have any kind of sex
Oh hey, people still have that?
WANT TO PICK AT IT, TOO!!
STEP AWAY FROM THE TATTOO.