All your mojitos are mine! I find them very refreshing on a hot day.
'Conviction (1)'
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.
I'm with you, Sparky. Down with mint!
Me too.
Thank goodness I'm not the only one who doesn't want my booze to remind me of toothpaste.
Pffft. Mojitos taste nothing like toothpaste. You've had bad mojitos.
Also you mint haters are filled with craxy juice which is leaking out like an old dumpster after a rainstorm.
You people are craxy, craxy I tell you! Fresh mint is of the gods.
You people are craxy, craxy I tell you! Fresh mint is of the gods.
::sits in the sane drinky corner with brenda. Gives her a footrub while staring defiantly at the craxy people.::
I'd love to, but I need fire and I'm afraid what might occur if Jilli's in the room.
Hey! I have never accidentally set fire to anything or anyone.
What about purposefully?
But intentionally...
What about purposefully?
What makes you ask that? Don't you trust me?
big innocent blinky eyes
I've never needed to call the fire department. See? Perfectly safe!