and by degree of grungeitude (oldest to newest)
Organizing them by such is (usually) excessive for me, but the grungiest bills are always given to cashiers first, and the crispest bills are spent last.
Nandi: I ain't her. Mal: Only people in this room is you and me.
'Heart Of Gold'
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.
Sean K - Nov 20, 2006 10:47:06 am PST #2581 of 10004
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty
Aims - Nov 20, 2006 10:48:00 am PST #2582 of 10004
Shit's all sorts of different now.
t stamps foot
I want my stuff from Old Navy to be here NOW NOW NOW.
That is all.
Atropa - Nov 20, 2006 11:03:23 am PST #2583 of 10004
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Pssst, Empress! Go look in the Movies thread.
Pete, Husband of Jilli - Nov 20, 2006 11:03:51 am PST #2584 of 10004
"I've got a gun! I've got a mother-flippin' gun!" - Moss, The IT Crowd
I want my stuff from Old Navy to be here NOW NOW NOW.
Craxyhead. Inviting that ancient evil into your home is madness.
Assbabies?
Fired, like five fired things all in a row.
P.M. Marc - Nov 20, 2006 11:11:09 am PST #2585 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
Fired, like five fired things all in a row.
You're firing off assbabies?
Atropa - Nov 20, 2006 11:12:20 am PST #2586 of 10004
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
You're firing off assbabies?
And the top of the list of Images I Did Not Need goes to ...
P.M. Marc - Nov 20, 2006 11:15:05 am PST #2587 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
I'm bored and haven't yet cracked the DA shrink wrap! I had to do something for entertainment!
Besides, it's like a missing Bottom episode airing in my brain.
Lee - Nov 20, 2006 11:15:46 am PST #2588 of 10004
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I'd say I'm not giggling at Plei's post, but I figure a) no one would believe me, and b) I can't get much more fired, now can I?
Cass - Nov 20, 2006 11:15:59 am PST #2589 of 10004
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
And the top of the list of Images I Did Not Need goes to ...Right there with you...
Not enough brain bleach in the cosmos.
Speaking of, a young Carl Sagan was kinda hot.
Aims - Nov 20, 2006 11:16:07 am PST #2590 of 10004
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Craxyhead. Inviting that ancient evil into your home is madness.
Pffft. You were already there. I'm safe.