Betsy Hanes Perry:
Why does my cat insist on kissing me on the nose, anyway?
t realizing that Spike's breath must smell like stale cigarettes and staler blood
p.m. marcontell:
And onions, but Anya liked it.
DXMachina:
t realizing that Spike's breath must smell like stale cigarettes and staler blood
Don't forget the blooming onions.
p.m. marcontell:
DX, what a sad, sad, sad Xpost
Trudy and billytea in Bitches
Trudy - Kenny will be allowed to grow up before I ride in on my horse and claim him as my groom.
billytea - And years later, as he mucks out your stables, he will curse the ambiguities of the English language that brought him there.
PMM in Bitches, and I can't believe that someone hasn't beaten me to this.
I'm headin' for the railway station
One way ticket to my destination, mmm
This sort of lustin' wasn't planned
I thought I had it well in hand
Even though my tastes have spanned
All the way across the land
Hellward Bound, I'm Special
Hellward Bound
Hell, where my thought's are taking
Hell, where my boys are playing
Hell, where the lot of you are waiting
Silently for me
Tuesday/Sunday's endless stream
Of pretty things and naughty dreams
And each one looks just right to me
Connor and River's brother thing
And every Dawnie dance I see
Reminds me that I long to be
Hellward Bound, I'm Special
Hellward Bound
Hell, where my thought's are taking
Hell, where my boys are playing
Hell, where the lot of you are waiting
Silently for me
Tonight I'll watch my show again
I'll lick my lips and pretend
That nothing's really wrong with me
In spite of pushing thir-ir-ty
Like Spikey with his Harmony
I need someone to comfort me
Hellward Bound, I'm Special
Hellward Bound
Hell, where my thought's are taking
Hell, where my boys are playing
Hell, where the lot of you are waiting
Silently for me
Hellward Bound, I'm Special
Hellward Bound
Hell, where my thought's are taking
Hell, where my boys are playing
Hell, where the lot of you are waiting
Silently for me
medic! (okay, that was just my reaction to Plei, edited to add...)
emilyn in Angel 1 SPOILER for 4.7 - Apocalypse Now-ish aka Rain of Fire
When you speak of this, and you will, be apocalyptic.
BWAH!!!
Angus's current tag:
Ask about my new loyalty scheme: earn reward points simply by COMMing my posts!
t DX sits by the mail box, patiently waiting for the reward points catalog to arrive...
connie neil in response to:
Not. Having. Fun.
Any small, hapless creatures we can bring you for your cruel amusement?
Madrigal in Angel, nonspoilery:
Call me weird, but I just don't see Angelus as much of the necrophiliac type. He'd be vicious to a person until they died, but once they couldn't suffer anymore, he'd go off to look for more stuff to make his hair poof.
From Literary Buffistas, regarding Angus's definition of genre:
BHP:
But, you know, Angus said it all far better.
DXM:
Well, he is a trained professional.
BHP:
He has a degree in... Humanities!
DXM:
Don't try this at home, kids.
(edited by DX to give the proper attribution to Angus).