I mean really, who names a daughter Trampy McBitch?
'Dear Diary, Today I was pompous and my sister was crazy.' 'Today, we were kidnapped by hill folk never to be seen again. It was the best day ever.'
Jayne ,'Safe'
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.
Topic!Cindy - Jun 09, 2006 9:39:56 am PDT #8695 of 10002
What is even happening?
Polter-Cow - Jun 09, 2006 9:54:55 am PDT #8696 of 10002
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
You mean standing while black?
Steph L. - Jun 09, 2006 9:56:00 am PDT #8697 of 10002
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
Okay, then -- Dirty Sanchez.
Polter-Cow - Jun 09, 2006 10:01:47 am PDT #8698 of 10002
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
So you got a trophy for a rim job?
vw bug - Jun 09, 2006 10:18:32 am PDT #8699 of 10002
Mostly lurking...
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!
Nora Deirdre - Jun 09, 2006 10:19:06 am PDT #8700 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Apartment stuff, vw?
vw bug - Jun 09, 2006 10:19:39 am PDT #8701 of 10002
Mostly lurking...
How'd you know?
Nora Deirdre - Jun 09, 2006 10:20:28 am PDT #8702 of 10002
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
because moving and finding a place to live is like the most stressful thing ever.
vw bug - Jun 09, 2006 10:21:41 am PDT #8703 of 10002
Mostly lurking...
Actually, it's not *that* kind of apartment stuff. It's more roommateish stuff.
The apartment lady hasn't called me back today. I'm not stressing about that *quite* yet.
Not!Emily leaves this afternoon for Sweden. I cannot wait. He just gave me major attitude.
Ginger - Jun 09, 2006 10:24:12 am PDT #8704 of 10002
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
What's the etiquette when you realize, when an e-mail is just out of reach, that you've sent it to the wrong "Bonnie" on your list? Send another e-mail apologizing? Pretend it didn't happen?