Personally, I dig being a caretaker.
I'll give you his address, then.
What, that wasn't an offer?
Dang.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
Personally, I dig being a caretaker.
I'll give you his address, then.
What, that wasn't an offer?
Dang.
Is it just me, or is this a really bad marketing idea?
Damn, Tep, you made me think of the Bot. "I'll nurse you back to health. I'll wear my nurse outfit."(BuffyBot)
Though actually it was Buffy pretending to be the Bot.
Is it just me, or is this a really bad marketing idea?
Great! Feed him a really nice meal, then... Shoot Him !
Heh, Beej, my mind went a different way: Old Yeller sure does taste good!
Heh, Beej, my mind went a different way: Old Yeller sure does taste good!
Soylent Green is Yeller! Yeller!!
You two?
...
TWISTED
Yeah, I thought Chunks of Yeller! Bad, bad marketing idea.
I don't like being a caretaker, but it's almost instinctive by now. By the time I realize I don't wanna, I've already done it. Next time, for a change, I want a partner who doesn't need caretaking. And a pony.
My head is ringing so loud, I'm surprised you all can't hear it. Why is there no cure for tinnitus?
(Husband working nights + early baby bedtime)/no more quilt squares = Bored Aimee.