Mal: How drunk was I last night? Jayne: Well I dunno. I passed out.

'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


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.


ChiKat - Aug 15, 2006 9:26:40 am PDT #8688 of 10001
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?

My grandmother was in Eastern Star. She had a ring much like this one: [link]


Amy - Aug 15, 2006 9:27:28 am PDT #8689 of 10001
Because books.

My grandmother was in Eastern Star, too! I guess that means my grandfather was a mason.


Steph L. - Aug 15, 2006 9:29:35 am PDT #8690 of 10001
the hardest to learn / was the least complicated

My grandmother was in Eastern Star, too! I guess that means my grandfather was a mason.

Are you hiding THE GRAIL?!?!?


Amy - Aug 15, 2006 9:30:49 am PDT #8691 of 10001
Because books.

Are you hiding THE GRAIL?!?!?

::glances around nervously::

Hush, you.


Topic!Cindy - Aug 15, 2006 9:31:04 am PDT #8692 of 10001
What is even happening?

It's under my dad's apron.


§ ita § - Aug 15, 2006 9:31:38 am PDT #8693 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Is that a grail in your pocket?


sj - Aug 15, 2006 9:31:39 am PDT #8694 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Schoolwork is done. My bullshit abilities are high today. Now I have nothing due until Monday, so I can safely go on my computerless vacation. All I have left to do is everything else on my to do list for the day.


Amy - Aug 15, 2006 9:31:45 am PDT #8695 of 10001
Because books.

It's under my dad's apron.

That's what you think.


Aims - Aug 15, 2006 9:31:46 am PDT #8696 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.

That's not The Grail.


Ginger - Aug 15, 2006 9:31:47 am PDT #8697 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

My father was a Mason (pretty high up, 33rd degree, I think),

32nd degree is the highest. I know this from many years of writing obituaries.

So was anyone here a member of P.E.O? And would they reveal what P.E.O. stands for? (Even my closest friend, who was a member, won't tell me.)