(I wanted to cross post, but felt bad cause you'd just posted,. I'll get over myself and go post.)
Cordelia: You're him. You're Angel's son. Connor: It's not like I got to choose.
'Hell Bound'
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.
Aims - Apr 17, 2006 8:54:24 pm PDT #9797 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
P.M. Marc - Apr 17, 2006 8:58:41 pm PDT #9798 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Goofball! You must spread the cute!
Aims - Apr 17, 2006 8:59:15 pm PDT #9799 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I have! It is spread!
sj - Apr 17, 2006 9:01:14 pm PDT #9800 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Buffistas have the cutest babies!
Lee - Apr 17, 2006 9:01:31 pm PDT #9801 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
You two just want to kill us all with teh cute, don't you?
Pete, Husband of Jilli - Apr 17, 2006 9:04:02 pm PDT #9802 of 10001
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd
Clovis's master plan, I tell you.
Lee - Apr 17, 2006 9:04:50 pm PDT #9803 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
EVIL!
Pete, Husband of Jilli - Apr 17, 2006 9:13:51 pm PDT #9804 of 10001
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd
...and cute. And don't forget fluffy.
Lee - Apr 17, 2006 9:15:28 pm PDT #9805 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Well, yeah.
-t - Apr 17, 2006 9:19:17 pm PDT #9806 of 10001
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
{{{Cass}}} I am so so sorry. I hope you can keep the lines of communication open with the niecelet. Maybe once things have cooled off you can point out your brother that you have been abiding by his restrictions and you don't mean to undermine his authority.
And since I am now all dead from the cute, I might as well sleep.