Spikes Bitches 30: Liquored up and Headed for Vegas
ETA: or should that be "likkered"
or Spikes Bitches 30: Liquored up and Headed for Vegas, baby!
Gabriel: Are you trying to destroy this family? Simon: I didn't realize it would be so easy.
'Safe'
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.
DCJensen - Apr 16, 2006 11:58:26 am PDT #9520 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
juliana - Apr 16, 2006 12:00:13 pm PDT #9521 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Does that mean that both K and I get to flirt with you at the F2F?
Get? GET? The flirting is a requirement, mister. Also possibly snuggling.
Volans - Apr 16, 2006 12:02:29 pm PDT #9522 of 10001
move out and draw fire
Finally able to get back to the computer, now that it's the day on the West Coast, to say Happy Birthday ND!
Aries rule, yo.
vw bug - Apr 16, 2006 12:02:43 pm PDT #9523 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Em, backflung.
meara - Apr 16, 2006 12:03:48 pm PDT #9524 of 10001
Happy Birthday, ND!!
DCJensen - Apr 16, 2006 12:04:37 pm PDT #9525 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
or maybe...
Spike's Bitches 30: Evil Midnight Bitches what Bitch at Midnight
DCJensen - Apr 16, 2006 12:08:43 pm PDT #9526 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Although , there is a certian ring to
Spike's Bitches 29.5
erikaj - Apr 16, 2006 12:10:45 pm PDT #9527 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
Spike's Bitches 30: We wanna be Sedated.
Emily - Apr 16, 2006 12:13:25 pm PDT #9528 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
Bitches of a Certain Age?
Spidra Webster - Apr 16, 2006 12:30:27 pm PDT #9529 of 10001
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
Excuse me while I put the bitch in Bitches for a moment. My new neighbor, the one who moved into the house I used to rent across the street from the house I now co-own, is sitting on his front porch playing djembe. There *is* a back porch to that house. But no, he's gotta play drums on the front porch. The sound is carrying across the four lane street in front of my house and through my double-glazed windows.
eta: WHY couldn't someone I know have been available to rent that house when it came up? Why??