Hmm. It's sounds like the finest party I can imagine getting paid to go to.

Mal ,'Shindig'


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.


Polter-Cow - Dec 10, 2006 12:42:56 am PST #4895 of 10004
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Conversations with My Uncle, Part #734

"Can you pick me up [from the San Jose Airport, even though you live in frickin' Oakland] on January 2? The answer should be yes."
"What time?"
"I'll let you know when I find out."
"Well, I can't do it if it's during work hours."
"Sure you can. Just call in sick. I'd do it for you."


Fay - Dec 10, 2006 1:52:56 am PST #4896 of 10004
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.

rolls eyes

Ah, P-C, your family can always bring the comedy gold. Bless.

ion, am slain by cuteness of all the babies.


Topic!Cindy - Dec 10, 2006 6:09:07 am PST #4897 of 10004
What is even happening?

Dear Uncle,

I'll give you the cab fare, a'ight?


DavidS - Dec 10, 2006 6:09:42 am PST #4898 of 10004
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

Heh. Emmett and JZ were just serenading Matilda with Invader Zim's horrible xmas carol about Santa's shiny boots of doom.


sj - Dec 10, 2006 7:13:26 am PST #4899 of 10004
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

P-C, I would be so tempted just not to show up. How rude.

Heh. Emmett and JZ were just serenading Matilda with Invader Zim's horrible xmas carol about Santa's shiny boots of doom.
Aww. Cute image.


vw bug - Dec 10, 2006 7:40:31 am PST #4900 of 10004
Mostly lurking...

Homework is FUN!

Sorry. You may go back to your regularly scheduled Sunday chit-chat. I'll be over here with my nose in a book, learning! 'Cause it's fun, for a change!


Lee - Dec 10, 2006 8:02:28 am PST #4901 of 10004
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Is this too young for a 6 year old: [link]


Gris - Dec 10, 2006 8:06:24 am PST #4902 of 10004
Hey. New board.

P-C, your uncle is rude. I laughed, but with a head-shake of disbelief.

All mothers on this board are non-assy, methinks.

Last night, I had too much to drink and apparently made it very clear to my ex-girlfriend (who I've been broken up with for 9 months when we were only together 6) that I'm still not over her, thereby being That Annoying Guy. I hate that. Plus, I left my jacket at the bar and now need to go all the way across town to get it. Feh. I shouldn't get that drunk.


brenda m - Dec 10, 2006 8:07:26 am PST #4903 of 10004
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

Eh, it happens. Don't stress about it too much.


Gris - Dec 10, 2006 8:10:15 am PST #4904 of 10004
Hey. New board.

Oh, I'm not. I'll be over it soon. And at least I'm not hungover. Plus, I'm going to the Met! Yay museums!