Don't belong. Dangerous, like you. Can't be controlled. Can't be trusted. Everyone could just go on without me and not have to worry. People could be what they wanted to be. Could be with the people they wanted. Live simple. No secrets.

River ,'Objects In Space'


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.


tommyrot - Nov 16, 2006 12:51:00 pm PST #1858 of 10004
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.

...and the legend grows....


Connie Neil - Nov 16, 2006 12:55:51 pm PST #1859 of 10004
brillig

I'm picturing the thatching on the candy nut hut


Miracleman - Nov 16, 2006 12:59:51 pm PST #1860 of 10004
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020

I'm picturing the thatching on the candy nut hut

Flaked coconut.

I burned out parts of my own brain, just now.


Aims - Nov 16, 2006 1:00:21 pm PST #1861 of 10004
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Honey, where'd you put that check I need to deposit??

Nebbermind - found it.


Miracleman - Nov 16, 2006 1:06:33 pm PST #1862 of 10004
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020

Honey, where'd you put that check I need to deposit??

Nebbermind - found it.

Good. 'cause the answer was "Uh...in your hand."


juliana - Nov 16, 2006 1:06:36 pm PST #1863 of 10004
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

Was it in the nut hut?


Aims - Nov 16, 2006 1:10:55 pm PST #1864 of 10004
Shit's all sorts of different now.

Can't. Breathe. From. Laughing. Too. Hard.


Miracleman - Nov 16, 2006 1:18:09 pm PST #1865 of 10004
No, I don't think I will - me, quoting Captain Steve Rogers, to all of 2020

Was it in the nut hut?

Scene: Back room of a Wells Fargo branch. The day is ending and all that remains to do is sort the checks deposited in the ATM.

Employee 1: How many do we got to do?

Employee 2: Not many. We'll be out of here pretty quick.

Employee 1 opens envelope.

E1: Hey...check this out.

E2: What?

E1: Is it still Halloween or something?

E2: No. Why?

E1: This check. It smells like candy. Like...coconut. And, hey, is that a Smartie?

E2: DON'T EAT IT!! DROP THE CHECK AND STEP AWAY!

E2 hits an alarm button. Heavy metal gates drop from the ceiling, trapping them inside. Red lights flash. A recorded announcement blares "PLEASE EVACUATE THE BUILDING! BIO-HAZARD EMERGENCY! PLEASE EVACUATE THE BUILDING! BIO HAZARD EMERGENCY!..."

E1: Holy shit! What is it?! Anthrax?!

E2: NUT HUT!!

E1: We're so fucked.


Glamcookie - Nov 16, 2006 1:25:45 pm PST #1866 of 10004
I know my own heart and understand my fellow man. But I am made unlike anyone I have ever met. I dare to say I am like no one in the whole world. - Anne Lister

Aimee boobage! Woot!

Also, Trudes? You can totally swear off guys. "Ask me how!"


juliana - Nov 16, 2006 1:26:15 pm PST #1867 of 10004
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

Boss: Juliana, why are you dumping all of our company stock?

J: Oh, no reason, just a hunch.... By the way, have you heard anything from the LA office lately?