Lorne: Snakes? Uh-huh. And they came out of your what? Okay. Okay, well, did they get up there themselves or is this part of a, you know, a thing? No, I'm not judging...Do we fight snakes? Angel: Only if they're giant. Or demons. Or giant demons. Are they giant demon snakes? Lorne: Well, unless this guy's 30 feet tall, I'm thinking they're of the garden variety.

'Lineage'


Spike's Bitches 34: They're All Slime and Antlers  

[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.


Lee - Jan 23, 2007 1:06:44 pm PST #2346 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

What Betsy said, JZ. Let me know if you need me to swoop in this weekend.


Topic!Cindy - Jan 23, 2007 1:13:39 pm PST #2347 of 10001
What is even happening?

Anyway, you can be a loving mother and still want to SEND THAT KID INTO ORBIT sometimes. It doesn't make you abusive (as long as you don't buy a rocket ship);
And really, an argument can be made that you're not abusive unless you actually launch the rocket ship.


Cass - Jan 23, 2007 1:27:28 pm PST #2348 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

It doesn't make you abusive (as long as you don't buy a rocket ship);
No, not until you actually use the rocket. Buying is just being prepared...

I am making roast beast, sautéed mushrooms and steamed green beans. Who wants dinner in exchange for helping me put away my clean clothes and taking out the recycling?


Pix - Jan 23, 2007 1:28:15 pm PST #2349 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie

Me!!


Hil R. - Jan 23, 2007 1:31:22 pm PST #2350 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l

I've got a basket of laundry that I need to wash. Right now, though, I'm waiting for my groceries to be delivered so that I can eat dinner first. (30 minutes left in the delivery window. Getting sick of waiting.)

I'm also reading some news articles about Lebanon and getting worried, and feeling selfish because my first worried thought was totally not the right thing to be worrying about.


Daisy Jane - Jan 23, 2007 1:42:28 pm PST #2351 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

I am making roast beast, sautéed mushrooms and steamed green beans. Who wants dinner in exchange for helping me put away my clean clothes and taking out the recycling?

What kind of beast, and does it mean I can leave work early?


Cass - Jan 23, 2007 1:47:01 pm PST #2352 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Me!!
Dinner is in a few hours. I will supply the hangers. Plastic, not wire.

What kind of beast, and does it mean I can leave work early?
The yummy cow kind. Please to come help me get this huge pile of clothes put away.

Oh, and there is wine as well. And likely clicky fire.


Lee - Jan 23, 2007 1:48:14 pm PST #2353 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Stoopid different states thing.


juliana - Jan 23, 2007 1:48:47 pm PST #2354 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…

Oh, and there is wine as well. And likely clicky fire.

is in Portland ASAP


Cass - Jan 23, 2007 1:49:09 pm PST #2355 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

Joe really needs to work on that teleporter. Aims, please to nag him.