The bitchin' continues here: Aimée "Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers" Jan 9, 2007 1:05:03 pm PST
Illyria: Wesley's dead. I'm feeling grief for him. I can't seem to control it. I wish to do more violence. Spike: Well, wishes just happen to be horses today.
'Not Fade Away'
Spike's Bitches 33: Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else
[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.
P.M. Marc - Jan 09, 2007 11:07:04 am PST #10004 of 10004
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear