We're not gonna die. We can't die, Bendis. You know why? Because we are so very pretty. We are just too pretty for God to let us die.

Mal ,'Serenity'


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.


Karl - Nov 10, 2006 8:38:51 pm PST #924 of 10004
I adore all you motherfuckers so much -- PMM.

On the upside, I saw Karl T. on the train on the way back home from dropping off the soon-to-be-alarmingly-expensive car, and got hugs and hairpats and vibes and ~ma in person, all of which Karl is very very good at.

This makes me very, very happy. I'm pleased beyond reason to have helped.


Connie Neil - Nov 10, 2006 8:40:13 pm PST #925 of 10004
brillig

I have a cold. Hopefully I brought it back from Wyoming and I didn't take it with me to infect the Wyomingites with Utahn germs. I picture myself infecting unsuspecting people all along the I-80 corridor.


erikaj - Nov 10, 2006 9:01:42 pm PST #926 of 10004
Always Anti-fascist!

You have a gift, Karl. My gift is more like Buffy's: Death is my gift. Or at least describing it...


Lee - Nov 11, 2006 5:24:55 am PST #927 of 10004
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Why is it rainy and gross? I want it not to be.


Laga - Nov 11, 2006 5:51:08 am PST #928 of 10004
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.

I wonder if there's still a Five Way Chili in Boys' Town.


brenda m - Nov 11, 2006 5:58:32 am PST #929 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

Chili Mac's on Broadway you mean? Yup. And hey, are you in Chicago this weekend?


Stephanie - Nov 11, 2006 6:01:51 am PST #930 of 10004
Trust my rage

Why is it rainy and gross? I want it not to be.

Come over here - it's sunny and at least 85. Maybe we could just trade?


Lee - Nov 11, 2006 6:05:00 am PST #931 of 10004
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I would love to trade.

How do we do that?

ION, I'm about to go get my hair done. YAY for no more Roots!


Aims - Nov 11, 2006 6:37:50 am PST #932 of 10004
Shit's all sorts of different now.

At work.

Verra tired.

And looks like my schedule here is going to change. Not sure yet to what, but I will be cashiering/recepting instead of loanering.

Whatever. As long I still work every week. We kinda really need the $$ now.


Nora Deirdre - Nov 11, 2006 6:55:15 am PST #933 of 10004
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)

Hopefully I brought it back from Wyoming and I didn't take it with me to infect the Wyomingites with Utahn germs.

Bah, Connie. Were you in Wyoming for MIL's funeral stuff? Hope you and Hubby are doing ok.