You could draw some sort of Green Man design on the fella: [link]
And go for a solar motif yourself. Very classic Medieval/Renaissance.
Jayne: There's times I think you don't take me seriously. I think that ought to change. Mal: Do you think it's likely to?
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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.
Spidra Webster - May 06, 2006 10:47:49 am PDT #3115 of 10002
I wish I could just go somewhere to get flensed but none of the whaling ships near me take Medicare.
Laura - May 06, 2006 10:48:15 am PDT #3116 of 10002
Our wings are not tired.
erikaj - May 06, 2006 11:03:48 am PDT #3117 of 10002
Always Anti-fascist!
Sail, I don't doubt that CS really did say that. She *would*. She's got that feisty Texas chick thing...I voted for her proudly. Fay, great birthday story. My mother pulled off one or two things like that when I was young, that now that money is nsm a mystery, I wonder how she did it.
Aims - May 06, 2006 11:40:57 am PDT #3118 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Someone remind me that I do NOT need Queen's Golden Jubilee tea set - even if it is BNIB and dirt effing cheap.
meara - May 06, 2006 12:43:42 pm PDT #3119 of 10002
Heh. First I'm catching up and y'all are talking about food and I'm thinking "Surely I don't *really* need to be on a diet? I should just eat whatever food I want, because food is yummy" (Note: I started diet all of yesterday. And went off it for dinner so I could have chips and salsa and margaritas and avocado cream dip. So, um, started diet today, really).
Then you start posting dresses, and I realize that none of them would fit me, because I have no boobs, and my waist has grown to MONSTROUS proportions. Sigh. Diet it is, then.
Aims - May 06, 2006 1:18:50 pm PDT #3120 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Ok. My co-worker just laughed at my glasses and told me that I look like Harry Potter.
ChiKat - May 06, 2006 1:30:35 pm PDT #3121 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?
Then your coworker is blind. You have much bigger boobs and are much prettier than a 15 year old boy.
Remember that guy I called a couple of weeks ago? Seems I have a date with him tomorrow.
brenda m - May 06, 2006 1:32:06 pm PDT #3122 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
So does that mean hottie detective is up for grabs?
ChiKat - May 06, 2006 1:34:26 pm PDT #3123 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?
It's a date, not a committment. If I have the chance to grab the hottie detective (in any way possible), I will pounce.
Aims - May 06, 2006 1:41:02 pm PDT #3124 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
He's gotta blind. It's must the rampaging VD he's been spreading all over the dealership. As I've just asked about in front of half the dealership.