so go give us your take on "Never kill a boy..."
Lorne: My little prince. Oh…what did they do to you? Angel: Nina…tried to…eat me. Lorne: Oh, you're--medic! You're gonna make it Angel. Just don't stop fighting. Doctor! Is there a Gepetto in the house?
'Smile Time'
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.
beth b - Oct 03, 2006 5:58:22 pm PDT #5915 of 10000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Cass - Oct 03, 2006 6:14:42 pm PDT #5916 of 10000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
TWISTEDHave you met us?
SuziQ - Oct 03, 2006 6:30:22 pm PDT #5917 of 10000
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Just overheard in my house...
I wonder if they have male donkey shows. You know, donkey shows for guys. Like gay donkey's.
No, I was not the one who said it. Hush.
Pix - Oct 03, 2006 6:34:23 pm PDT #5918 of 10000
The status is NOT quo.
Someone in your house needs to see Clerks 2!
Hello all. I just woke up from a six-hour "nap" and had no idea if it was morning or night. This is what happens when you attempt to teach on less than an hour of sleep, I guess.
brenda m - Oct 03, 2006 7:10:00 pm PDT #5919 of 10000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Wait, so does that mean they have girl donkey shows? I'm so out of the loop.
Daisy Jane - Oct 03, 2006 7:27:33 pm PDT #5920 of 10000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I thought donky shows were for boys. They're the only ones I ever hear talking about goung to them though.
A friend of mine was telling me about a live sex show he went to once where the girl wrote on him with a sharpie using only her goolie. It turned out it was permanent marker and he had to tell his girlfriend he'd passed out and his jackhole buddies wrote on him.
It actually explains a lot since whenever he passes out over here at our St. Pat's parties, he always slurrs a "Don't let anyone write on me." to me as I'm putting him to bed.
Cass - Oct 03, 2006 7:33:39 pm PDT #5921 of 10000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
he always slurrs a "Don't let anyone write on me."Eh, what's a little writing between drunken people?
God, the donkey... Poor donkey. There are times I miss Tiajuana. This is not one of those times at all.
Daisy Jane - Oct 03, 2006 7:50:26 pm PDT #5922 of 10000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I did let my girlfriend write his name on his forehead since she kept calling him by someone else's name at the party.
beth b - Oct 03, 2006 8:00:54 pm PDT #5923 of 10000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
I did let my girlfriend write his name on his forehead since she kept calling him by someone else's name at the party.
How could you not?
victor infante - Oct 03, 2006 8:02:16 pm PDT #5924 of 10000
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.
God, the donkey... Poor donkey. There are times I miss Tiajuana. This is not one of those times at all.
So, one of my myriad old roommates went to Tiajuana with a friend, and when the cab driver asked him where he wanted to go, he said "take us to the donkey show!"
To which the driver replied, his voice distraught, "No, man. The donkey died!"