Why, what manner would you choose?
Buffy: So how'd she get away with the bad mojo stuff? Anya: Giles sold it to her. Giles: Well, I didn't know it was her. I mean, how could I? If it's any consolation, I may have overcharged her.
'Sleeper'
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.
Pete, Husband of Jilli - May 19, 2006 7:41:52 pm PDT #5446 of 10002
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd
DCJensen - May 19, 2006 7:50:57 pm PDT #5447 of 10002
All is well that ends in pizza.
Andi and I watched Bubba Ho-Tep tonight. My second time, her first.
Still wacky, but in a good way..
WindSparrow - May 19, 2006 7:59:30 pm PDT #5448 of 10002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Yay, Hil, that's the best homemade yarn I have ever seen.
beekaytee - May 19, 2006 9:15:16 pm PDT #5449 of 10002
Compassionately intolerant
All right, what manner of bet did Pete lose?
My exact thought.
Then again, East Coast, decidely sans-F2F, sleepless suspicion could be at play here.
eta: Second thought...the manner of the bet may have involved trading a board post of the most hated word in lieu of some sort of disrobement.
chin in hand hmmmmm. or maybe that's just wishful choosing
P.M. Marc - May 19, 2006 9:32:11 pm PDT #5450 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
What? Pete's stripping?
Eh? Eh?
(I am too bleary-eyed from Sick Baby to go back and re-read closer.)
(But I'm certain I must have read wrong.)
(Because Pete's clothes? Molded on like an action figure. )
(For reals! You just swap the bottoms out at the waist point of articulation if you need a different pair of trousers.)
(Please do not destroy my elaborate fiction. It sustains me.)
beekaytee - May 19, 2006 9:47:06 pm PDT #5451 of 10002
Compassionately intolerant
Oh Plei, may I pleeeeeze tag the elaborate fiction line? That is so my reality...plus being incredulously awake at nearly 3am.
And oh, poor baby, (both of you) so sorry for the sick-wakeness.
You cracked me up with the action figure Pete. Don't know him, but can completely believe the molding notion.
He just stated that he's 'adorable.' Something is afoot.
P.M. Marc - May 19, 2006 9:48:55 pm PDT #5452 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
Sure!
I think Peev musta left himself logged in. He'd never willingly use the A word about himself, the silly man.
beekaytee - May 19, 2006 9:53:13 pm PDT #5453 of 10002
Compassionately intolerant
aHA!
My deductive reasoning (and Karl's, to be precise) did not take into account the possiblity of simple sabotage. Brilliant!
beekaytee - May 19, 2006 9:58:48 pm PDT #5454 of 10002
Compassionately intolerant
blintz
I must at least pretend to try and sleep or the sleep manufacturer's union might take my card away and then I won't be able to attend any of the meetings! Then again, no more paying my dues!!
Okay, now I'm just delirious.
'night
libkitty - May 19, 2006 10:04:28 pm PDT #5455 of 10002
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs
Lovely yarn, Hil. My upstairs neighbor has started making yarn with camel (hair? wool?) and I'm terribly tempted, but will. not. take. up. another. craft.
Ah, the F2F quietude. Bronzers used to hold a Sour Grapes Party on the board when the big posting board party occurred. I'm not so much sour grapes as waiting with baited breath the details of F2F hijinx along with picture foaminess.
I think I may be just a little bit sour grapes, in the best possible way. Although, I guess it's lambic beer, not wine, so I think I may be sour black currants instead.