Laga, my guess is that the stylist turned a pair of these into stockings.
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.
nybody know where I can find a pair of stockings like these? Oh, and if you ever had a crush on Winnie Cooper, you owe it to yourself to click the link.
:: swoon :: Hubba Hubba! Where can I sign up for that??? Smart AND Sexy!
beth b: ON THE LIST (Again!)
IJS.
Awesome Jilli, thanks!
Yay for Boy well done. It's good to rest easier, eh?
Speedy recovery!
Awww, The Boy proves yet again that he is deeply worthy of Teppy. Boo hiss on the infection, but yay for his goodness!
beth b: ON THE LIST (Again!)
oh come on, I only go off the list because the list is so long you forget who is on it...
Let's hear it for the boy!!!!!!!!!!
And now that I've got that off my chest and into YOUR ears...
I am forced to wonder which characters in particular Hec was thinking about.
This was my day:
Wrote a process doc. Set up my speakers. Twiddled my thumbs. Considered writing more process docs. Drank coffee. Organized my inbox. Thought about Winchesters. Made many, many, many Dick in a Box jokes with coworkers, as well as some Morris dancing snark. Organized my inbox some more. Contemplated rearranging my office when the officemate leaves, which is Monday. Considered what all I'll need to bring in for decoration. Drank a Tab Energy Drink. Avoided my 401k thinking. Drank coffee. Fled my office while my officemate had a meeting there. Made more Dick in a Box jokes while waiting for it to clear out. Baffled people with my serious interest in learning to curl. Considered organizing my pushpins.
I know it's going to be busy as hell soon. I'm kind of looking forward to it. And to having my own office.
Heh, I think it's adorable that I'm NOT on The List.
Let's hear it for the boy!!!!!!!!!!
And now that I've got that off my chest and into YOUR ears...
Where have you been? I just eliminated that earworm with some Joan Jett and now you've brought it back. Plei, do you really want me to hurt you?
Edit: Instead of just pseudo-bitching, I should have also congratulated you on drinking the kool-aid. Your own office is a good thing. Hooray for employment!