Oh, sure. Use me as an excuse.
Spike: We got a history, him and me. Fred: What? Spike: It was a long time ago. He was a young Watcher, fresh out of the academy when we crossed paths. It was a, what-you-call battle of wills and blood was spilled. Vendettas were sworn. It was a whole-- Fred: My God you're so full of crap. Spike: Yeah. Okay.
'Unleashed'
The Crying of Natter 49
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
§ ita § - Jan 07, 2007 4:12:46 pm PST #871 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Kat - Jan 07, 2007 4:15:03 pm PST #872 of 10001
"I keep to a strict diet of ill-advised enthusiasm and heartfelt regret." Leigh Bardugo
Okay. fine you were just an excuse. Except I really was looking for something for you. I had to steer Lori away from the pink hoodie she wanted to buy you.
But, I also realized that the Perfect Fit Camisoles, if purchased in extra long are PERFECT for me, even with a burgeoning belly. And at $4.99 each with 20% off, they were even more perfect. So it was fortuitous to go when we did.
Daisy Jane - Jan 07, 2007 4:16:10 pm PST #873 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
I can't help myself. I'm watching You're the One That I Want, and I am singing along to. every. song.
Oh. Thank. God. Was afraid I was the only one, and I was about to ask for an intervention.
sarameg - Jan 07, 2007 4:17:23 pm PST #874 of 10001
Sorry, ita! I'm just really lazy. I share my luddish ways to invite mockage, because really? I'm ridiculous.
The Pluto thing made me laugh until CNN killed my browser. Which should tell you something more about my ridic.
Amy - Jan 07, 2007 4:18:31 pm PST #875 of 10001
Because books.
Oh. Thank. God. Was afraid I was the only one, and I was about to ask for an intervention.
::hugs Daisy Jane tight::
I'm going to be singing "There Are Worse Things I Could Do" in my sleep, I know it.
Daisy Jane - Jan 07, 2007 4:23:26 pm PST #876 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
:hugs right back:
That song always makes my tear ducts act up.
tommyrot - Jan 07, 2007 4:39:21 pm PST #877 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Bah. There's a somewhat nasty fire in the three-flat three buildings down from me. No visible fire, but the entire building is filled with smoke. Firefighters on on the roof smashing things, and going through the whole building looking for people. It's weird - I could see their flashlights through the smoke, but not the firemen.
Then I went to the back alley to check things out there. That's where all the smoke was going. Now I stink of smoke.
Daisy Jane - Jan 07, 2007 4:43:32 pm PST #878 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Mmmmm. Smoked tommyrot!
It's possible I should go get some food.
tommyrot - Jan 07, 2007 4:46:55 pm PST #879 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Mmmmm. Smoked tommyrot!
It's possible I should go get some food.
Heh.
But seriously, I think I'm gonna have to take a shower. And um... how do I get this awful smoke smell out of my nostrils?
sarameg - Jan 07, 2007 4:47:49 pm PST #880 of 10001
Go sniff coffee grounds. Hey, it works at Body Shop!