Adds Jilli and Cahsmere to the "Week, you're on the list, so shape the eff up NOW" list.
It sounds like some smiting might be in order.
'Heart Of Gold'
[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.
Adds Jilli and Cahsmere to the "Week, you're on the list, so shape the eff up NOW" list.
It sounds like some smiting might be in order.
For Jilli - May the writers giving her a hard time be cursed with ill-fitting pants and undergarments for the rest of time.
For Cashmere - May the asshat medical people find themselves 20 miles from anything everytime they need to poop.
Those are tough smites, Aimee. Remind me not to piss you off.
Nah - never smite friends.
Unless someone else pays you to.
Oh, {{{Cashmere}}}. What a sucky day.
Poor Jilli! But, I get to see you in two days!
Dang, Aimee's not screwing around today.
Cash, hope the day gets unexpectedly fabulous.
Jilli, I hope the people being PITA's all get papercuts, those really wicked ones from manila folders. And they know somehow, deep down inside that it's their just desserts for ticking you off.
Poor, Cash. I wish I were nearer to help you out, and give you narcotics.
Ugh. I'm supposed to be writing contract language for the contracts between me and my parents for new living arrangements. I am SO not good this.
**You will not just expect me to dog-sit for you.
Bwah!
**But I will expect you to dog-sit for me.