Hey baby. Yes I still live with you even though our schedules are now conspiring to make sure we don't see each other too much.
Spike's Bitches 32: I think I'm sobering up.
[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.
Just don't be surprised if I beat you up in the middle of the night because I think you're some strange man.
Again.
Yeah. Again.
Maybe I should sleep with a catchers mask on.
It was a nightmare! And I only beat for you a couple of seconds.
Uh huh. Tell that to my lizard brain that was woken out of REM sleep.
Hey everybody. The kids have won. I'm drowning in papers and considering giving a pop quiz just cause.
giving a pop quiz just cause
Yes, choose this!
and considering giving a pop quiz just cause.
That'll fix their asses royal.
I suggest you fuck with them every day for your own amusement until they fear you.
We know they can be wounded with thrown chalk.
Someone make me stop reading the badfic when I have no one to AIM about it.
Because, man, this Andrew/Spike Mpreg is going to kill me if I keep reading it.
Andrew/Spike Mpreg
Ack!