And let's not forget not being allowed to rent in White neighborhoods AND not given mortgages in Black neighborhoods, thus being forced into a lifetime of renting.
Handsome brooding vampire guy has to swoop in all sensitive mouth and overhanging forehead. How 'bout leaving some scraps for the homely-looking fellows who don't turn evil when they get some?
Doyle ,'Life of the Party'
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.
Scrappy - Feb 01, 2007 11:44:29 am PST #3729 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
§ ita § - Feb 01, 2007 11:57:26 am PST #3730 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I get those bits of Jim Crow. I just don't get the slavery bits.
Daisy Jane - Feb 01, 2007 12:01:23 pm PST #3731 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Maybe being forced into low paying, high labor jobs, or sharecropping? That would be as close as I could see. Sharecropping is closest.
Aims - Feb 01, 2007 12:29:28 pm PST #3732 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I need someone to spork someone for me.
juliana - you available for sporking?
juliana - Feb 01, 2007 12:30:15 pm PST #3733 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
juliana - you available for sporking?
Yo!
takes a shot of Fernet
Who needs sporking?
Daisy Jane - Feb 01, 2007 12:30:48 pm PST #3734 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Lemme! Lemme! I've had issues all day, and while I can't spork people here, I might be able to get away with it there.
juliana - Feb 01, 2007 12:32:56 pm PST #3735 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Lemme! Lemme!
cedes the floor, hands over silver-plated spork
Aims - Feb 01, 2007 12:33:28 pm PST #3736 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
You can both spork.
It's my cow-orker. I normally get along with her quite well, but this week she's just been all in my business. Bugging me about my filing and telling me how I need to do it and how often I need to do it. And just now she bitched about me not cutting the gas checks on the first and waiting til the guys call me. Hey - they want the money, they'll call. They are all three diferent amounts. Every time I ask someone around here how much they are, no one knows. Regardless, my job. Not hers. She is not my boss. She can very well fuck off.
When she actually works a full 40 hours in one week, she can say something. Until then, she can shut her fat fucking trap.
Daisy Jane - Feb 01, 2007 12:35:05 pm PST #3737 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
clasps silverplated spork, does triple sommersault across half the country, head dives toward asshat, plunging spork deep within her spleen.
Edited for correct gender pronoun.
vw bug - Feb 01, 2007 12:42:23 pm PST #3738 of 10001
Mostly lurking...
Ugh. The washer in my building appears to be broken. I figured this out after having to send a load of laundry through the dryer twice to dry. So, when I took the SOPPING WET clothes out of the washer for the second load, I decided not to do my third load.
Of course, this has cost me an extra $5 in drying money, which is just annoying. Totally a first world problem, and my landlord is already on it, but still. Annoying.