Plei, I got fucking ARRESTED.
Faith: A kid. Angel's got a kid. Wesley: Connor. Faith: A teenage kid born last year. Wesley: I told you, he grew up in a hell dimension. Faith: Right. And what, Cordelia spent her last summer as… Wesley: A divine being. Faith: Uh-huh. Can I just ask--What the hell are you people doing?
'Why We Fight'
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.
Strix - Dec 16, 2006 9:28:13 pm PST #6072 of 10004
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Ginger - Dec 16, 2006 9:29:01 pm PST #6073 of 10004
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Arrested?!
sumi - Dec 16, 2006 9:30:23 pm PST #6074 of 10004
Art Crawl!!!
Erin!!
Strix - Dec 16, 2006 9:30:43 pm PST #6075 of 10004
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
car aracciedent, and I had 27 warrants, for parking tix. I am so, so very fucked. I have no insurance. My fault.
sumi - Dec 16, 2006 9:32:04 pm PST #6076 of 10004
Art Crawl!!!
Are you okay? I mean, unhurt from the accident?
SuziQ - Dec 16, 2006 9:32:42 pm PST #6077 of 10004
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Erin - are YOU ok?
Strix - Dec 16, 2006 9:33:41 pm PST #6078 of 10004
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
My arm is swollen and cut, but not sprained. I was wearing my belt. All the airbags deployed, knocled my glasses into the street
Ginger - Dec 16, 2006 9:34:56 pm PST #6079 of 10004
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Put ice on the arm and load up on ibuprofen.
The important this is that you're okay. Was anyone else hurt?
ChiKat - Dec 16, 2006 9:35:17 pm PST #6080 of 10004
That man was going to shank me. Over an omelette. Two eggs and a slice of government cheese. Is that what my life is worth?
Did you get checked out by paramedics or anything?
P.M. Marc - Dec 16, 2006 9:35:37 pm PST #6081 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
Oh, baby. Did you know you had the parking ticket warrents? This happened to a friend's boyfriend in college (I know, as I was IN THE CAR when he got arrested, which meant she and I had to haul ass to my house in the middle of the night to get a ride to get bail). It did work out okay in the end. Promise.
What clothes should one wear to read in bed?