Oh, shit. So sorry, Sean.
I am not having sex with Spike! But I'm starting to think that you might be.
Buffy ,'Dirty Girls'
Spike's Bitches 31: We're Motivated Go-getters.
[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.
vw bug - Aug 14, 2006 12:33:27 pm PDT #8502 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Atropa - Aug 14, 2006 12:33:39 pm PDT #8503 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Oh no, Sean! I hope everything will be okay.
beth b - Aug 14, 2006 12:34:45 pm PDT #8504 of 10001
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
sorry , Sean.
Jessica - Aug 14, 2006 12:38:33 pm PDT #8505 of 10001
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
Goddamnit! Universe, LAY OFF MY FRIENDS!
Burrell - Aug 14, 2006 12:38:51 pm PDT #8506 of 10001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
ChiKat, I know that it's necessary, but I always think it's criminal that they deliberately make you go hypothyroid.
Sean, I hope things are okay.
JZ - Aug 14, 2006 12:40:30 pm PDT #8507 of 10001
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
Vibes to S and to Sean, who has clearly taken the mantle of WBB-hood from Robin's now-WBH, and is wearing it with incredible grace.
Polter-Cow - Aug 14, 2006 12:42:08 pm PDT #8508 of 10001
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!
Shit! So much ~ma heading southward right now, Sean.
sj - Aug 14, 2006 12:42:45 pm PDT #8509 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{Sean and S}}} Tons of health~ma to her.
Cashmere - Aug 14, 2006 12:44:00 pm PDT #8510 of 10001
Now tagless for your comfort.
Damn, Sean. My best to S. I hope she's going to be ok.
Nicole - Aug 14, 2006 12:46:59 pm PDT #8511 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
Fuck, Sean. Lots of vibes and ~ma for you and S.
Smiting thoughts directed toward Matt's boss and the asshat that hit Cashmere's van.
It's been quite a week for her - thrush, pool, and now the stairs.
Yeeesh! Poor Ellie and poor you! That's enough trauma and drama, okay? Take a break, Ellie. Think calm.