Plei, I'm surprised to see you anywhere near a conversation talking about me naked. Y'know, trousers-welded-on me?
Molded on. And then painted.
But with many, many points of articulation.
Kaylee: H-how did you... g-get on...? Early: Strains the mind a bit, don't it? You think you're all alone. Maybe I come down the chimney, Kaylee. Bring presents to the good girls and boys.
'Objects In Space'
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.
P.M. Marc - May 11, 2006 8:36:46 pm PDT #4158 of 10002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
beth b - May 11, 2006 8:37:01 pm PDT #4159 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
go, Aimee , go! that's what I am talking about!
Cass - May 11, 2006 8:37:07 pm PDT #4160 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Poor bastards.No kidding...
Better than the punning though.
Aims - May 11, 2006 8:38:12 pm PDT #4161 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
t scissor hold on Kristin
beth b - May 11, 2006 8:38:56 pm PDT #4162 of 10002
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Aimee is very talented!
Pete, Husband of Jilli - May 11, 2006 8:39:07 pm PDT #4163 of 10002
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd
But with many, many points of articulation.
Wow. I'd advise everyone not to think about that too hard.
t Twists Aimée's nose.
Cass - May 11, 2006 8:39:13 pm PDT #4164 of 10002
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
help me throw everyone back in the jellot Tosses Bitches into Jello all willy nilly.
Aims - May 11, 2006 8:39:22 pm PDT #4165 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I'm very bendy!
Steph L. - May 11, 2006 8:39:51 pm PDT #4166 of 10002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Let's see....
Aimee's pictures left me all speechless and GUH.
d's pictures turned up the GUH value considerably.
JZ's pictures made me bounce and say "Baby belly! Baby belly!"
My back is killing me. Bah. The Boy massaged it for me, and then promptly fell asleep (and there's no euphemism there, or implied naughtiness; it went pizza --> massage --> snooze). I sent him home a little bit ago, and now I'm just waiting for the ibuprofen to kick in enough so that my back will behave and I can fall asleep.
Aims - May 11, 2006 8:39:59 pm PDT #4167 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
t lets go of full nelson
t gives Pete a purple nurple
t twice