Raq, I am so sorry. I don't know what there is to say really. Cindy's suggestions are good.
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.
Thanks, Cindy. (eta: and thanks, Cass). I'm trying for that, but every time I start to think about all our shared experiences I get miserable. He's supposed to always be there. I mean, he's been there since we were 9. Not like we were the best of friends or hung out or anything, but our paths always brought us together.
OK. Ima go stack some cats.
OK. Ima go stack some cats.
Remember to rub them against your head. The static electricity makes them stick together a bit and helps to keep the stack orderly.
What? I've got a couple of cats and more free time on my hands.
Stop putting the cats on the wall!!
Hey, Miracleborns! Nice to chat on Thursday. It would have been more fun squishing MM if I'd known which one was him!
Hey Pete!!
It was fun watching you hand so many asses to people.
That's very kind of you to say. I felt bad. In the last game when it was 4 against me, I kept coming up behind people and trying to remind them where the weapons were, or the grenades, or a giving a bunch of other tips. I guess they either couldn't hear me or didn't believe me because they'd eventually try to shoot me, and then I'd have to kill them. Lots.
Still, there's a lot to be said for jumping into the middle of three opponents and being the one to
walk limp away.
Hey, Miracleborns! Nice to chat on Thursday. It would have been more fun squishing MM if I'd known which one was him!
I was the blue one you kept killing. You may have recognized me by the way I said "AARGH!" and bled a lot.
I guess they either couldn't hear me or didn't believe me because they'd eventually try to shoot me, and then I'd have to kill them. Lots.
They heard you - they were mostly rookies or rookie-ish. Except Tom. And Tony likes to talk a good game, but he's mostly all mouth and no trousers.
Good goddess I am freezing my chi-chi's off.