But he IS wearing a salmon on his head.
It's more of a trout.
Now that's just fucked up.
Inevitably....I'm wearing a salmon on my head right now, AIFG!!!!
Joyce: And what did you do tonight? Dawn: Irritated Giles. I'm beginning to get why Buffy likes it so much.
'Get It Done'
Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[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.
Frankenbuddha - May 04, 2006 8:55:39 am PDT #2599 of 10002
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Frankenbuddha - May 04, 2006 8:56:29 am PDT #2600 of 10002
"We are the Goon Squad and we're coming to town...Beep! Beep!" - David Bowie, "Fashion"
Also...
It's more of a trout.
So it's some sort of replica?
beth b - May 04, 2006 8:56:34 am PDT #2601 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
no fish and no bra... am I even allowed here anymore?
JZ - May 04, 2006 8:57:12 am PDT #2602 of 10002
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Bra report: Pink. Pastel pink. The softest, palest, babiest, most Easter egg pastel pink thing I have ever owned in my life. It seriously clashes with my pale-yet-olive skin tone, but I am at peace with this because it FITS, and it may be the wrong color but at least it's the wrong color with lace, and not the wrong color and depressingly industrial.
Happy birthday, Mr. Sparky!
All those dresses and corset skirts and pirate coats and all the rest of it look utterly amazing, and the Bitches will be truly resplendent in all of it. I'm being too stern with my own budget to even consider any of it, drat the thing. I'll have to content myself with thoughts of the F2F shirt I ordered yesterday, though it's just not quite the same. There's no way to fit a crinoline under even an XXL Cafepress shirt.
-t - May 04, 2006 8:57:28 am PDT #2603 of 10002
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
Tep playing hooky from Nat'l Prayer Day is cracking me up.
Aims - May 04, 2006 9:03:53 am PDT #2604 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I should code invoices, hand them over for signing, and file.
I don't feel like doing either.
EpicTangent - May 04, 2006 9:04:48 am PDT #2605 of 10002
Why isn't everyone pelting me with JOY, dammit? - Zenkitty
I'm considering doing one of those early morning boot camp dealies. Someone put a cold cloth on my forehead until reason is regained.
::Encourages Beej to lie down until this passes. Plies her with cool drinks and chocolate.::
Yeah, really frustrated just now. It's not like I'm not active. I swing dance, I Irish dance, plus Guild and school and etc. It's not like I'm growing roots to my couch. Just maintaining at a very bad weight. I'ma hafta ::shudder:: start watching what I eat more carefully.
Sparky, backflung.
And in case any of you missed the memo, Sparky is awesome!
While the rest of y'all are passing around House and Wilson, I'll just be over here macking on Chase. Kind of a doof at times, but Damn! Boy brings The Pretty!
billytea - May 04, 2006 9:08:10 am PDT #2606 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
So I'm playing D&D this evening, and they decide (for reasons I don't recall, but I'm sure they were very good) that everyone should be a Batman villain.
"So who should William be?"
"He can be the Joker."
"Nah, my girlfriend calls me Penguin, so..."
ChiKat - May 04, 2006 9:12:06 am PDT #2607 of 10002
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Bra: pale, baby blue cotton. Panties: white cotton. Mmmm....breathable cotton.....
That's all I really have to report. How sad is that?
billytea - May 04, 2006 9:14:35 am PDT #2608 of 10002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
That's all I really have to report. How sad is that?
Well, you did report panting panties, and I don't think anyone else went there. "Now that's what I call an obscene phone call!"